My Mother and I had been alone since my Father died of lung cancer three years ago at the age of 42 leaving my mother a widow at 38. My name is Jeff and I am 18 years of age and I live at home with my Mother in Jacksonville Florida.
When my Father died there was only a small insurance policy that covered his funeral, the mortgage and allowed us to live for a couple of months. It was necessary for my Mother to find a job to continue to live. I offered to leave school and get a full time job but my Mother said "An education is more important at this time than living luxuriously."
My Mothers job was with a large firm of realtors that had offices all over the United States and Canada where she was involved in selling properties and was very successful achieving high sales.
Six weeks ago she was called to the Directors office and was offered a promotion. The promotion was to be the General Manager of one of their large offices in Grand Rapids in Michigan. The position included a large raise in salary, a car and a house on the Four Mile Road in Grand Rapids. My Mother asked for 24 hours to think it over but what she really wanted was to discuss it with me.
That evening we discussed the promotion and my advice was to take the job even though it would involve packing up our home in Jacksonville and moving North to what felt like the other side of the country. The next day she told her boss that she would take the offer that she would take up her position in one months time.
During the next two weeks everything was packed for the move, Mothers office would arrange for rental of our property and would forward the rental cheques to her each month. Two days later we started our drive North leaving the movers to uplift and transfer all our furniture to our new home. As we had some time to spare we would do a little sightseeing on the way and let the mover arrive and unpack everything before we arrived.
Five days later we arrived at our new home only to find that the mover had not arrived. We had our house but no furniture to go in it. Mother immediately contacted the removal firm on her cell phone and was told in a very apologetic way that the vehicle carrying our furniture had broken down and would not be there for another three days.
Fortunately Mother had packed some blankets and pillows into the trunk of the car before we left but we had no mattresses to sleep on. Mother decided that she would buy a double bed foam mattress from the local K-Mart and we could share this bed until the furniture arrived.
