When I was a kid, I’d listen to my dads snoring. It brought me comfort in a big way. After dad died-moms snoring wasn’t as comfortable to me. I finally found comfort in having money to pay all my bills. Since the accident, I’ve been paying my house taxes.so I won’t be homeless by having tag sales and selling my possessions on eBay. I’m behind. I’m stuck. I’m sad. I really miss being middle class.
Gratitude and A Positive Mental Attitude.