Personal Narrative: Why I Owned My Own Home

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I currently live in a townhouse that we rent. I owned my own house but had to sell it for financial reasons. I live with my husband, 13 year old daughter and 7 year old son. We are a really close family and love to spend time together. My kids often times get upset with me because I work so many hours and now I am in school taking more time away from them. Although my family would like to have more time with me, they are understanding and supportive of my goals. I work very hard to balance my work, personal goals, and my family. I use every minute in my day to ensure that I am meeting all of these goals.
My behavior has been really stable because I love my job and am excited to further my career in the Social Work arena. I didn’t know

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