Childhood experiences
As a child I moved quite a lot, even though there was no physical place to call home. I felt like wherever my family was, that was the real home for me. My step grandfather owned a property that had two mobile homes but of course those were already rented out but he offered a small trailer he had around the back area. It was a RV travel trailer and felt strange but no one thought of it as much. It was pretty small, had one bed that was next to the kitchen and the one bathroom. At the time we were really poor,it was my mom and my three siblings but most of the time my little brother would stay over at my grandparents as he was the only boy so he enjoyed spending time with them and my uncle instead.
