Living on your own is one of the best, yet scariest things there is to ever experience. Don’t let anyone fool you!!! My first experience on my own was at the age of 18! There were times prior to that, when I knew that when the time came, I would be ready. I wasn’t wrong, but I wasn’t right either! Everything my mom told me was right (as always), for future references…Please listen to your moms. They aren’t always right, but more times than not..they are! This living experience took place in Chapel Hill, NC! Which, could have added to the scary factor. I’m from a place 8 Hours away from that (NEW JERSEY). so, even if I wanted to run home to mommy, that was completely out of the question. I moved in with my uncle and his room mate, he was never there, nor was my uncle which is how it turned into me living alone. When I went down there, I literally had little to nothing to my name. I mean, of course I had something, but it definitely wasn’t enough for expenses that come with such a huge responsibility. Aside from the limited amount of funds, there were days I went without eating, with nothing to drink besides tap water! Me being the woman I am though, days like that didn’t last long at all. As soon as I touched down, I immediately started looking for jobs. Keep in mind this is not an area I was at all familiar with, everything was new. The town, the people, and especially their way of living. However, I found no excuses. The word “excuse” is not even in my vocabulary! I learned how to use their bus system (which the town I was in had FREE buses), I learned where the places of business were, and from there I applied EVERYWHERE!. Any and every location I could possibly apply to, I applied to.. I had several interviews, until one day…I received a phone call from the local FOOD LION to come in for an interview that day, needless to say I walked in and withing 5 minutes of talking to the gm, I was HIRED! My problems of being unemployed, hungry and overall without were over! From that day forward I have appreciated the value of hard work, I even understand and thoroughly appreciate my self worth and value. I now know what I am made of. I got the job, loved it… I then begin utilizing the things my mom had taught me while growing up. Which are: how to keep up with my bills and payments, how to keep my house up, how to keep myself up, how to remain with groceries in my fridge and cabinets, while all at the same time keeping/saving funds in my accounts! You see, I was the tender age of 18 doing these things… Which let me know JUST HOW AMAZING my mother truly, truly… IS! Without her and the things she instilled, there is no way possible, I would have known what to do. I am grateful for her, I am grateful for that experience, and I am grateful for life itself. Anything could have happened to me with me being so far away from home, but it didn’t and that was the grace of GOD! I am now 22, and living comfortably. Why? How? Because, I know that I got this, and I know that God has me! It has been proven as it shall continue to be. So to everyone experiencing this or something similar…My words of wisdom to you are…NEVER GIVE UP! YOU WILL MAKE IT AS LONG AS YOU CONTINUE TO TRY, AS LONG AS YOU CONTINUE TO STAY FOCUSED ON WHAT IT IS YOU DESERVE, AS LONG AS YOU STRIVE TO BE BETTER THAN YOU WERE LAST YEAR, LAST MONTH, LAST WEEK AND YESTERDAY. YOU NEVER KNOW JUST WHAT YOU ARE CAPABLE OF UNTIL YOU TRY, TRY AND TRY AGAIN!!!!!