As I reversed out of the drive, glancing briefly at my beautiful home, I knew deep down that it wasn't the place that I would find peace or happiness.
I had about £10 in my purse, a small case of clothes and my adorable son Miles who was
strapped in the back of the car. He was just under 3yrs old.
I drove the short distance to where we were going to be living. It was a short distance but a million miles away from what I was leaving behind.
I parked the car on the roadside, closest
to the house. There wasn't a drive or alloted parking space, I just had to park where I could find the nearest space.
I picked up my little suitcase and gathered Miles up into my arms and walked up the short path way to the front door, and knocked.