Becoming homeless with two kids was never part of the story I envisioned for my life. One day, I was juggling work, school, and motherhood — trying to hold together a home I believed was built on love. The next, I found myself facing a harsh new reality: no home, no savings, no safety net. Just me, and two small children relying on me to hold it all together.
Nothing prepares you for the emotional and physical weight of homelessness. Some days feel like a never-ending series of fires to put out — figuring out where to bathe, how to feed my children, and how to be emotionally present when I’m running on empty.
After weeks of uncertainty, constant moving, and sleeping on couches, we finally found temporary housing. And while I’m deeply grateful for that small piece of stability, the fear for our safety — especially as a woman and a mother — never fully fades.
I’ve learned to lean on the resources around me:
- Friends and family have stepped in when I couldn’t stretch a grocery budget any further.
- Charities for single mothers have connected me to support I didn’t even know existed — from hygiene kits to childcare aid.
- And more than anything, I’ve discovered the courage it takes to ask for help. Whether it’s a kind stranger, a fellow mom, or an online support group, I’ve realized I don’t have to carry everything alone.
There’s no way to sugarcoat this season of life. It’s unpredictable. It’s exhausting. Some days I feel strong and full of hope; other days, I’m just surviving. But in the middle of it all, I’ve discovered a truth I didn’t expect — I am far stronger than I ever gave myself credit for. Every time I feed my children, hold them close, and remind them they are loved, I’m doing more than surviving — I’m showing them what resilience looks like.
This journey has stripped away every illusion of control I once held. But in its place, it’s revealed a version of me that’s fierce, resourceful, and deeply committed to my children’s well-being. I’ve learned that survival isn’t just about shelter or money — it’s about heart. It’s about finding strength in vulnerability, and hope in the tiniest of victories. Even in the midst of uncertainty, I’m building something new. Not just a home — but a life that is honest, grounded, and built on self-worth.
Affirmation
I am not broken. I am rebuilding. Every step I take, no matter how small, is a testament to my strength. I am creating stability from the chaos, and my children will know resilience because they see it in me.
Signed,
The Comforting Mum 🤎
The Comforting Mum 