Relocation Programs For Getting Our Families Out Of High Crime Areas

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I read in the news this week that Trump has started working on a plan to help get homeless people off the streets in California. I would love to see our government work towards launching a relocation program to relocate families from high crime areas such as Chicago. We do not talk enough about how the children growing up in Chicago and cities like it deserve so much more than what we are giving them. Some of these children are living in constant fear, right inside America. There’s no asylum process for them, they are just stuck and have been stuck for generations.

This morning a child arrived late to his or her first class in Chicago and many other cities like it because they had to take a safe route to school. That route added another 20 minutes to their trip, but they didn’t care. They were trying to get to their safe place away from danger. The truth is, we have some neighborhoods so dangerous in America that even cops refuse to patrol them, unless they have backup.

When I worked in Dallas, I worked an investigation that led me to a neighborhood so infested by drugs and violence that cops wouldn’t even assist. Infested is an ugly word, but what would you call it? The apartment above had drug problems, the apartment across had drug problems, most of the children from the complex were removed and many of the remaining children had ongoing CPS cases. On the day I arrived, another investigator was headed to another unit in the same complex across from us.

On the day in question, I was headed to a household for a removal. The police were supposed to meet me, but I ended up having to call in another investigator to assist me, due to the mother bringing a weapon the last time I arrived. We waited nearly two hours for the cops to show up and they never did, so I said freak it, let’s go in. Upon entering the door, a cloud of smoke escaped. After I took the child and placed her somewhere safe about another hour or so went by. Finally, after I made it home a cop called and asked if I still needed assistance. I calmly said no and informed them that they missed the chance at a drug bust and hung up.

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Now those families did not start out jaded. They were placed into an environment that held very little regard for doing the right thing. I ran into a female around the same time with her lease coming to a close. She was working as a security guard and trying to do the right thing. At this point she didn’t have anything negative going against her, but her obstacle was her address. I informed her that she needed to start looking for a new place to stay because her current crowd was not compatible with her goals in life.

In her case and many other women like her, moving away from the tainted areas have been pivotal of their successes. A relocation allows people to start over, get better opportunities, and find safer housing. When my husband was in the Army, relocation was always a gift. It allowed us to search for a new area, and remove our family from dangerous situations in some cases. It is important that we find a better solution for helping people who want to get out of dangerous areas.

I find it sad that we have areas inside our country that mirror third world war zones. It is even sadder that people seem to close their ears to the violence. How can we have a system that lets generations of anguish duplicate their circumstances and hinderances over and over? These people are more than a study, more than a statistic, and worth more than a few minutes on our minds. They are our children, our friends, our neighbors, our fellow citizens, and people deserving of the same protection we aim to give others outside of America.

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The Truth About Finding Eco-Friendly Neighborhoods

As we are nearing the last leg of our lease we have to answer some really tough questions in regards to how we want to move forward. For starters, I want to keep my daughter in her school because I do not want to rip her away from her friends. I’ve been searching our neighborhood for weeks now and I have come to a sad conclusion. I do not think the historical district allows solar panels. The historical district is lovely, but going green really is the end goal for us. It is our way of doing what we can to help minimize our impact on climate deterioration. It starts with us!

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So, it’s time to get real about the obstacles of installing solar panels. I love trees, but there are a lot of trees in the area, which in truth, would offer yet another challenge when it comes to installing solar panels. If we were to get a house and by some miracle get an okay for the panels, we would have to remove some of trees. By the looks of it, we would have to remove three or more. I know some people think that the solar panels will offset the removal of trees. However, it is still harming an ecosystem. So, it looks like we will have to look at houses near the medical district.

The area near the medical district is nice, and the houses are newer. We have seen houses with solar panels in at least one neighborhood in that direction. It would add about 10 minutes to my daughter’s school commute each morning and evening. Not to mention, the last time we checked the area out, I didn’t have to worry about creepy follower aggro. I just worry about the size of the backyard. I want to buy a small greenhouse and have room for my dogs. Another plus about that neighborhood is the fact that they are currently building homes.

So far, finding the right area for solar panels isn’t looking as easy as I thought it would be. A lot depends on the location, type of roof, health of the roof and landscaping surrounding the house.

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The World We Knew

We are living in a modern age that monitors our every move. If you have certain things in your house like Amazon’s Alexa, some of your conversations could even be monitored. With the new modern technology we are able to save lives and make the roads safer. This week we will take a look at some of the best new technology and we will talk about things that might need to stay in the science department.

Let me take you back 22 years ago. My husband and I were just starting our life as a married couple and traveling to a new location via a map. I’m not talking about a map on the smartphone, but a map made out of paper. GPS units were too expensive or unheard of for a large amount of people. So, many of us relied on pens and maps to move across the country. Years later GPS devices would become affordable and make travel safer for all. That’s right people, I am placing GPS devices in the category for making our lives less dangerous by omitting the chance for error.

The cell phone comes into the door some years later. It would come after the arrival of the cordless phone. The cordless phone of course was the baby of the famous ganny phone, yet that didn’t satisfy the need for newer technology. So, in walks the arrival of the cell phone, people no longer wanted home phones and answering machines. The first cell phones were large and ugly for the most part, but it provided people with a way to talk on the go and never miss important calls. So, this once much needed home phone that used to hide under covers, stretch into bathrooms, and cause fingernail hell soon disappeared. Look at it, that’s a phone.

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Are You Throwing Away Your Inheritance?

Many of us have our lives figured out to some degree. Some of us plan every step down to the last inch, but what happens when our plans don’t go the way we planned? After reading a couple of articles by Mark Cuban and Warren Buffett, I think I understand why the poor stay poor. We find ourselves forever fighting the tidal waves of rent. I didn’t really think about it until after I left my last position. My family was making over 100 thousand a year, so rent wasn’t an issue. However, after I quit my job that 100 k shot down to maybe 50 k. I know some of you might be asking why would you give up that much money, well trust me when I tell you, money isn’t everything.

So, now we have to rearrange life on an income about half the size of the one before, and it has produced some soul searching. First thing I am thankful for it my daughter’s free tennis lessons from her school. She is on the tennis team and has her first game on the 22nd. We had to change car insurance companies because we could no longer afford nearly 400 dollars a month. We were able to get with another really good company for half that amount. We then had to cancel the Six Flags Membership, which was okay, because we only went to park three times and paid over a 1000 for the membership. I was able to see my daughter’s performance on Friday which was priceless. My last job made it nearly impossible to be a mom to my children. I was constantly missing meetings and events. We pretty much parked one car in the garage and currently use only one. We were able to get rid of cable and get Amazon, Netflix, and HULU which will save a lot. I found that my local grocery store has a lot of things cheaper and that my oriental store kind of sells things a littler higher. We tried to supplement our bill with fishing, but it turns out we really suck at that. I might be too hyper for that. Now, we are focusing on trying to lower the electric bill. For some reason it seems to be stuck at nearly 400 each freaking month. If we could get that down to at least 200, I would dance naked under the stars!!!!

So, after all of this, I’ve come to one conclusion. I am thankful to God for blessing me with parents who knew more than I did. Their struggles and their planning have taught me something about my own path. It only took me 41 years to learn the lesson, but at least I get it. Eight years ago we were just getting out of the military and starting life as civilians. I say we, but my husband wore the uniform. Yet, it felt like we were enlisted just as much as he was at times. We didn’t live with the mortars and near meetings with death, but I constantly dealt with the fear of the dreaded knock.

It’s funny because I wanted so badly to believe that I didn’t need my inheritance. I wanted to think that I could do things all by myself, I guess I thought that taking the gift that was left by my parents meant I was weak. I let someone rent out my house and refused to take my place as the rightful occupant on my land.  It never crossed my mind that Dukes do not turn down their Dukedoms, rich do not turn down their millions, so why was I shame of taking the land that my father so proudly showed us? Pride gives birth to failure.

It wasn’t until I did some real soul searching until I figured out just what turning my back on my inheritance meant to my family. It meant that I was cheating my girls out of an awesome life. Some of my best childhood memories were running in the woods and swinging across streams that my father and his before him used as their hunting grounds.

Another thing that gets me is the process of aging. We all die, and with that said, I feel like we are too used to moving around because of the military itch. It’s time to really build a home and not a home that some mortgage company can bill us for, I’m ready to start getting things together for a home that my children will never have to worry about paying for. We have a plan that God Willing will work out,if he sees fit! I plan to build a small cottage style house no more than 1000 square feet. The idea is to build up so we can get a bedroom upstairs, but before we can do that a few things will need to be tied up on this end.

Do you think it’s possible for life to be turned upside down so we can land on the right side of where we need to be? I feel like someone has thrown a dice and it was set to land on four, but it landed on every other number until finally it was thrown the right way. Sometimes the answer is so easy, but so hidden.

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Reinventing Life, Sucks Monkey Toes

I’ve been MIA for a little while because I’m feeling a bit defeated. I found myself looking around for anything that resembled fishing twine today. I came across some old decorations and tried to see if I could shimmy off the tinsel and use them. I would be lying if I told you that I wasn’t a little scared. I’m scared of what comes next. I’ve been thinking a lot about my land lately. I’m here renting this house when renting seems to be very expensive and stupid. My husband is being the positive one as always, and I’m being the Debbie Downer.

I know quitting my job was the right thing to do because of all the hurtful things that were coming from it, but that doesn’t take away the problems that come with removing the income. Yet, I think in some odd way, I’m better because of all of the emotional stuff that I encountered. A few weeks ago the counselor finally called and asked about my daughter’s self inflicted injuries. It’s still hard for me to believe that those kinds of things were going on right under my nose and I didn’t even know about it. I feel so guilty because while I was out trying to save other children, my daughter was hurting herself because she didn’t have the affection and attention she needed.

Sadly, it took the death of a child to make me see what I was missing out on. My daughter has her first event tonight, and I don’t even know if I will be able to go. I just wish God would tell me what direction should we move in. If my husband were to quit and call in his retirement we could move back to my land and build a small house and get jobs back home. I think my land is the key. Not too many people are lucky enough to own land, so not living on it seems to be disrespectful to my father and grandfather. Plus, I could plant veggies for the children. We used to grow potatoes, corn, peas, greens, and watermelons each year until he passed away.

If I am being honest, I have stayed away because I didn’t know how to see those fields without him. Another man came in and tried to buy up all the land for his cattle, but our 9 to 12 acres will never be used for anyone other than us. My grandparents purchased that land by picking potatoes and other things. I think it’s time to go home. When do you know? I’m not giving up on my boat! I could catch a lot more this baby! Have a good weekend.

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