Starting Over Over Over...

I wonder how many times in one life a person gets the chance to start over. If you have been reading, I have had a few. I haven't had to completely start over in many years now, and at first, it caused restlessness. Now, I am learning to be more content with the "normalcy" of my life.
Nothing about my life would fit into the category known to most as "normal". I sure would like to know the man (had to be a man) that decided what "normal" is. I would imagine he is in the minority of the world, as opposed to me.
The relationship I am in now has survived a lot of bullshit, but we keep on going. That, to me, is love. Instead of a dozen roses, he buys me rose bushes. Currently, I have thirteen bushes.  I have flowers all season, and they are mine. I have far more than a dozen, he even managed to find me one called a "blue lady", it blooms purple roses! He knows how to cook and clean, hunt, fish, build houses (starting with the foundation ending with the roof, and absolutely everything in between), he can even hem a pair of pants. There isn't much my baby can't do.
He takes care of my son as if he were his own. That's number one on my list. It's not just to make me happy either. He loves us both. Alcohol and money are our two biggest issues..... funny, seems like that's pretty normal. He is beginning to understand my illness, and recently found out that it can become fatal. This has made him a little more protective than what I am used to, but I am learning to live with it. Most people don't know that Psoriasis can attack your internal organs, or that it causes low immunity. It's taken a while for him to understand too, but he does now.
In 2003, I received my AAAS with concentration on Accounting.  It was not my first choice. I actually went to college for almost ten years. I couldn't decide what I wanted to be when I grew up, and so, when I had taken every law and psychology class that I could, and was half way through my Medical Assistance program, I decided I had been in school long enough. I looked at my transcripts, and it came down to accounting or business management. I only needed three classes for either one, so I went accounting. At that time, it was supposed to be a high demand field. one told me there was almost no local demand.
I did taxes for several years, telling myself I would eventually become a CPA. The years I spent doing taxes, changed my mind about the whole CPA thing. I have a knack for numbers, but get bored easily....LOL...
I was going back to school to explore the medical field once again, when I became sick. I was in mid semester when I broke my tailbone. The time I was out of school, cost me my financial aide, and so, here I am. I have a degree, but haven't found a way to use it from home effectively as of yet.
I am less than two months from owning my home, and holding on by a thread. My son's name will go on the title, as it is for him. I want to make sure that no matter what, he always has a home! My son has been my number one priority and always will be. I love him more than life itself. His autism means, he may never be able to provide himself with enough income to own a home of his own, so he will have this one. If he can live on his own, I will rent an apartment somewhere when the time comes. I don't worry about what I will do when he is on his own, I just want him to have every opportunity to have as good of  a life as he can.
I want my own business. I want to do something I love again. I am currently looking into selling baked goods, but we'll see about that. I make birdhouses, quilts, banks, paintings, beaded items, glycerin soap, and many other hand made crafts out of mostly recycled materials. I would like to sell them, but often times give the stuff away.
Now, I have this blog going. I have ads for people to click and maybe I can make a little money that way. If not, I'll still blog. I enjoy it. Some may think I am a little to open, others will say I need to say more. A few may think I should stop all together. I have never really worried about what other people think I should do. I embrace freedom of speech while attempting to remain respectful. I do not ever intend to hurt anyone, although, it's bound to happen from time to time.
I don't care to get "rich", my life has been very rich.... but it would be nice to maybe go on vacation from time to time, or not have to ration the milk and bread in my house for a change. Though, I believe the payoff of my home will help that out. I have learned to live on a fairly tight budget so I would imagine another $400/month will loosen the belt a touch so that I can actually pursue my home business. I am currently an avon representative, attempting to supplement my supplemental income, but, I am happy. My son is happy.
I believe in God with my whole heart and soul, and don't care what anyone thinks of that. I am hoping the town I live in will recover soon, and people will be able to survive, instead of being thrown out of their homes. I believe that Michigan will be ok eventually, I just hope it's before Ludington becomes a ghost town.
This blog was just to be an insight into one person's life from one person's perspective. If you are only reading this post, it won't make much sense, but if you have read it all, this is my hope for you:

I hope that people come away from this knowing that although times get rough, there truly is a light at the end of the tunnel. The question is, How Long Is Your Tunnel? The choices that I made in My life are what brought me on this journey. I took the long way around. Some figure it out quick, some don't. I don't think I went too far off track, I've seen people in their sixties that are still blaming others for their troubles. I take credit for mine. When people start claiming accountability for their problems and begin trusting in God's greater plan, life just falls into place!