Forward

I thought I had an idea, what I wanted to write about, but there are no concrete thoughts coming to mind. I am grateful, for everything, finally moving out on our own. It has been a lot of work, but I do it all gratefully. I wake up, thankful, and go to sleep  giving thanks to God for answering my prayers with a yes. My baby (little ol' lady) keeps me smiling, I am happy that I had the one and a half year to spend with her without having to work. She is so smart, she learns really fast, so I am aware of my actions, and words. She loves music any type, she dances to it all, but I can tell she is going to be two handfuls because she is stubborn, and spankings don't seem to effect her at all, but time out works.  We have fun, just the two of us. Since we moved out, I worry about her not having a father  ( or an earthly father figure in her life), and honestly I have no desire to be in a relationship with anyone, and there are so many sick people out there, I would not want to have to go to jail for murdering anyone that would cause her harm. So, I pray about that a lot. It would be nice if her biological father would get involved, but I am not going to hold my breathe waiting for him to do anything. It is quiet here and the people are nice. I enjoy looking at the mountains, farms, and animals. The little ol' lady is adjusting well at daycare, the job is good, and I can save some money and live peacefully and take a yearly vacation with my child to some place nice. Finally, moving forward. Thank God.