Our communication had broken down. I was going in a different direction in paying the bills than Maurice. We were not sure which bill to pay next. It came to a crash. We were going to lose our Townhouse.
I was discouraged insdie. I was hurting. I was having flashback. I went home to mom to think. I left the mess for Maurice to sort out. My legs were not working well and I came to a crisis point.
We moved to a smaller apartment. !~ A one bedroom. We sorted out our finances. We renewed our marriage vows. Maurice got on to Westons Bakery Full time.!
It was then I began my journey to work out my adoption and about my roots. I began to speak to my aunt birth mother and it didn't go over well. In fact she was not open to the subject.
I struggled with the word adoption. I was angry poeple had not been honest with me. was angry at the whole world. . I was angry at God.