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One of my greatest fears is being homeless. I couldn’t stand not having a roof over my head or having to beg strangers for food and/or shelter. Maybe that's why I didn't pursue writing as a young woman. I didn't want to spend a lot of time trying to sell my work and still end up not making enough money to survive.
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I have a loved one who chose to live on the streets instead of in a home with his family or friends. Everytime I see him, I let him know that whenever he needs me he could knock on my door. He says he's fine and walks away. There's nothing in me that would want to live like that and I pray that nothing happens to force me into that type of situation.
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That’s why I've gotten mindful of what and how much I drink and eat. It is also why I am seriously trying to drop this other person that I’m carrying around on my body. There is a sexy beast under here and I’m going to find her.
What is your greatest fear? How do you deal with it?