My key was given to me two years ago by my sister, who in turn got it from a friend.
My baby sister passed away a year go in February. This year, in February, I had to sell my home. I also recently divorced after 27 years of marriage, and had to find a place fast.
I cried a lot. All of my memories of my sisters and one brother were in that house.
But it's now July and I found a wonderful place to call home again. And, in March, I met a wonderful lady.
Today, July 3, I gave my manager my key. She is like a person I have known for a long time. It was God's perfect timing. She now holds the key.
This is my story.