March - 2019

Civil small claims gets you nothing.

Civil small claims gets you nothing.

When I found out that I had hit the top of the reserved list for low income housing in Eugene, I was thrilled, but ill-prepared. I had been told it would be up to 2 years, and some were a 5 year wait. I was informed I had 3 days to decide. I had already been trying to sell my horse and goat for the last 6 months or so. I didn't want to sell them, but I knew I had to before I could move. I had a couple people visit, but no takers until Dena Vinson. Remember that name - sh

A walk in the sunshine!

A walk in the sunshine!

I've been discovering a new found freedom. I thought that when my mother died, and my subsequent divorce was over, I would be free to do and be whatever I wanted. Which was true. But I still lived in the house my parents bought in 1949 and that my father built on to as their family grew. Living there brought certain demands, options and benefits. Then I decided to move to Eugene and a 4th floor low income housing apartment. I took only those things that brought me joy. I l

Transitions Provide Insight

Transitions Provide Insight

I have transitioned from one thing to another, one family to another, one mindset to another, many times. Such transitions tend to put one off-balance for a while. Most transitions are not chosen, but inflicted on us. I have been lucky enough this time to have the cushion of time to complete my transition from Salem to Eugene, from descendant to independent. The latter is still in process. I've spent the last 18 years in my parent's home, tasked with hereditary responsibilit

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