It’s Unbelievable!

Five years? When?

Now cue Notorious B.I.G – “It’s unbelievable!” The classic from the Ready to Die album is on repeat in my head. July 6, 2020 is my home ownership anniversary. I can’t believe it has been five years since I’ve owned my house!

I said – ME. Blissfully Single Bean. Single mom.

An African-American woman of Haitian descent who dared to infiltrate the “Whiteness” of suburban America on Long Island. Did I mention, I accomplished this by myself and blissfully single?

It’s all too surreal. I went from mourning the loss of a relationship and ultimately marriage to drinking Tito’s vodka and grapefruit juice in my backyard wondering how I was able to pull off home ownership.

It’s a trip. I’m the only single mother on the block with her own home. I’m not going to lie – I’m proud. I feel like a bad ass. I’m still wondering how I was able to make this happen.

How did I give my children a life I only fantasized about on TV?

Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit,’ saith the Lord of hosts.

Home ownership initially grew from a desire to give my children more than I had. Ultimately, overcoming the stumbling blocks to owning my home came from God. I can’t even mince words…. “Greater is He that lives in me.”

For instance, I finally find the house I know is meant for me and my children. I’m going through the buying process and then – BOOM! I’m hit with a job loss. My position is eliminated at a job I’ve had for close to seven years.

I remember going home, calling my realtor and saying: “Mike, I lost my job, but I have money, I can still buy a house.”

He replied: “Sabine. I’m so sorry. You can’t purchase a house without a job.”

After I spend hours crying, I remember my mother. Whenever she faced what seemed to be insurmountable odds, she pulled out her sack cloth and prayed. My mother fasted. She went before God and pleaded her case until she got an answer.

Accordingly, I did that! This Blissfully Single Bean got on my Jacob grind. Pleading my case before God, I said I’m NOT letting you go until you bless me. I need this God! My children need this!

I prayed and sobbed. Pleaded before the Lord to send me a job to please save this deal.

The Lord opened doors and I got the job. Might I add, making more than I was before (Fuck you, Polar. Yeah. I said it, LOL).

In the end, God knew what I so desperately needed and a miracle was delivered.

“We Can Do All Things through Christ”

Life. People (mainly dream killers) have a way of reminding you of what’s too hard. The focus tends to be on what’s beyond your reach or even impossible to the naked eye not led by faith.

No one is ever going to breathe the fires of accomplishment into you, but you. That’s what I did. In the face of all the negatives: my status as a single mom, limited resources, a sudden job loss. I had to use faith and determination to light a fire in me to get this done.

All I want to do is give my boys their own backyard. Their own rooms. Space. Ownership. Pride.

I wasn’t going to let the unfavorable circumstances of life rob me or my children of home ownership.

Thank God I fought. I thank God for staying with me. It wasn’t by my will, not by might, but I know in my heart that God saw that I was working on faith. Despite the setbacks, I already know God won’t let me down getting this close. God did not.

My friends. Whatever you want in life. Whether it’s a home. To break into a new career you’ve always wanted. Anything. Whatever you want, keep chasing that dream with faith, until the dream becomes your reality.

I didn’t take no for an answer and with God, it happened. It can happen for you too.

Keep dreaming, chasing and achieving.

Blissfully Single and Yours,

Bean.