Anew

Once we were at the airport. I got checked in, bags and all. Then I headed back to my cousin. She helped me grab the kiddos and we had lunch together. We were sitting down talking. I told her what happened between myself and my daughters father. Which is why we were leaving. I tried to tell her I was considering moving back eventually. Try to work things out with my husband. She shook her head and told me. If I went back to either of them. She herself would kick my booty from dusk to dawn. Every single day until I've had enough of the abuse and left again. At first I thought that was actually kinda mean of her. Then I think she knew I was feeling a bit sad. So she said it's only because I love you. I know you don't understand right now but you deserve better than this. We had a very long conversation about my family. Well our family. How even telling them what was really going on. It wouldn't change their minds. They would still side with the outsiders. So instead of trying to go back and make an amends with any of them would be for nothing. Which made me even more sad. I loved my family. I wanted to fight for my family. I wanted to try and fix things with them. Deep down though. I knew she was right. My flight was leaving in about 30 minutes now. So I put my babies in the stroller and my infant in my carrier. By the time we got to our gate. All my babies were asleep. The flight attendant helped me get us on the plane. I had a quick nap on board with my babies. When I got up the babies were all still asleep. I was awaken by the turbulence. It felt like we were going to die. I began having an anxiety attack. Then I felt the big bang of the plane landing. Once we slowed down and came to a stop. I let out the breath I didn't even realize I was holding onto. I stayed in my seat until everyone else was gone. Then one of the attendants helped me off. While another had already set up my stroller for my boys. They expertly placed them in their seats and buckle them. Neither woke up during the entire process. Then we headed to baggage claim. I grabbed our luggage and headed to the pick up location. There was a taxi with my nickname on a white board. There was 3 carseats already in it and fully hooked up. So getting my babies in was easy as pie. I got in and we headed straight to another program. It was in a ghetto part of town. Fully fenced in and filled with security. Which wasn't a bad thing. It was a clean and sober living for both singles and families. The family side was separated from the singles sleeping quarters. They were all about protecting the identities of everyone in the program. Which meant that if someone asked them if so and do was there. All they would say is I can neither confirm or deny. Which is another thing I really enjoyed. As soon as I finished my registration. They quickly put me to work. I was expected to complete 60 hours of on site community service. Then once I completed my hours I was free to leave whenever I wanted until quiet time. Except for emergencies or medical leave. We couldn't be out after hours.