The story thus far...
My family moved to Southern California in early July.
We moved on the pretense of help with our business and provided income for 6 months.
When we arrived all the promises proved to be lies. We were left stranded with one good friend to help.
The truth though is that one friend cannot fix your problems, we had to do everything we could to find a place to live.
We were lucky, we found a place... at the cost of every ounce of income we were bringing in each month.
Cost of living in California was/is so beyond our means that we have struggled each month since arriving in Santa Maria. Luckily we received help from the state, unluckily they have been slowly taking away the meager funds they were providing to us. Each month is more of a struggle and my family falls deeper into a state of fear and anxiety.
We decided that with all the promises left unfulfilled, we could not possibly remain here in "SoCal" for any longer. It was high time to move where we have wanted to be for over 4 years, North Carolina. About 2 months ago I began the search on Craigslist, trying to find homes that would accommodate us with the amenities we would need. I searched long and hard when I finally found a beautiful townhome in a small historic town 45 minutes northeast of Charlotte. I can barely think about this place without my eyes misting up and my heart fluttering in desire. I have never longed so deeply to be somewhere before, yet here I am.
We began making plans a few weeks prior, figuring costs to make the move, discussing the best options for getting our family across country in one piece. At this point we understood where the money was coming from and where it would go. We KNEW what would be in our hands, and what we would have to work with. Unfortunately, the truth is that it doesn't matter if you've received the same check every two weeks for 45 years- anything can happen. Any chaos can be the stick in the spokes of your bike tire that makes you fall flat on your face.
This is where we are now. The money we KNEW would be here- hasn't come. Payments that should have arrived still are not here, art that should have been completed has not been sent over for finishing touches, cards that should have been received are still in the process of "getting here" and none of it is really our fault- but we end up suffering.
We sit here wondering what we will do now... where we will turn. $1200 that we saved had to go our current landlord who refused to accept our security deposit as rent payment and also refuses to say whether or not any part of our security deposit will be returned. Our water has been shut off because of non-payment and a pocket so empty that not even the moths will linger.
We cannot stay, the landlord was already informed of our move. We cannot afford to search for a new home here, and do not wish to. We need to make $3500 in less than 16 days... and we- I- am simply lost.
If anyone could give me an answer, help me realize something that I'm not seeing.
I'm not one to look for handouts, I feel too proud too often to expect others to help in my situation...
yet I feel that maybe its time to start asking for help.
I've got my fingers crossed for North Carolina, and a God-sent miracle.
-Lisa
P.S. - Although I'm not a fan of handouts, I'm willing to do what is necessary.
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