My name is Rickina Smith…..although I think your name probably tell someone the absolute least about you. So let me try to explain to you who I am and what I’m about. I am 32 years old, literally 32 years and two days as of today, August 1st, 2018. LOL. I have two amazingly awesome adorable loving kind hearted kids who are actually what they call “Irish Twins.” There is 22 days of the year that they are the same age…My son is 11 right now, and my daughter, 10….on August 2nd my daughter will turn 11….and my son won’t turn 12 until the 24th of August….so for 22 days they will be the same age. Well if I havent confused you enough with all that please read on….
You see, I don’t see my kids as just regular kids because to me they are miracles. When I was about 16 years old doctors at Thomas Memorial Hospital in Charleston, WV told me that I would not be able to have children because I had so many cysts on my ovaries….Welp, Proved them wrong! Lol I had just graduated high school and was enrolled in WV State University the following semester so I had all summer to party! And party I did, a little too much. When I found out I was pregnant I immediately stopped partying and doing the things I probably shouldn’t have been doing. So, in so many ways my children have saved my life. Crazy thing though, when I gave birth to my son Jerron I had to have a C-Section because I had so many cysts on my one ovary that they couldn’t save it, so they ended up having to take the whole ovary out, leaving me with only one ovary. So once again, the doctors came to me and very solemnly told me I would probably never have another child. Proved them wrong again! Lol And trust me I was not even trying too……Only two months after my son was born, I found out I was pregnant with my daughter, Kalee. They truly are my miracles.
I was with their father for 12 very long years. Twelve years, over a decade. We had our ups and downs but he always was good to the kids in every way except financially. If you were to go back and count up all the time he every worked anywhere in 12 years, he may have worked a total of a year. I always worked to support my kids because when they were born, from the second they were born, I knew I had to take care of them, and give them the absolute best I could give them. You know, I’m not going to lie, the first time I ever looked in my sons eyes, I just did not realize that it was possible to love another human being that much. I didn’t even know we had it in us! So I busted my butt always working, and ended up becoming a manager, and even an assitant general manager at a couple places. Always restaurants like McDonalds or Burger King. This gave me a lot of really good customer service training, even a couple college credits but it took so much time away from the kids. Time that I didn’t really realize I would never get back. Then after about 11 years I found out that my husband had been sleeping with my best friend this whole time. While I was out busting my butt trying to take care of our kids (its not like I even came home to a clean house, EVER!) he was sleeping with my best friend. But hey, okay 11 years is a long time that I will never get back and that’s a lot of time to spend invested in a relationship so I say Hey, lets work it out. And we tried to move past this….A couple months later during one of our countless fights, my husband ended up getting into a physical fist fight with my father. Now anyone who has ever met me or who will ever meet me can figure out in about five minutes that I am daddys girl. All the way, through and through! My husband ended up going to jail over this incident and I spent the next month alone, with the kids. I tell ya what, it wasn’t much different…which made me realize I was pretty much by myself this whole time. (Oh yeah on a side note, I’m kind of really smart and I love school, even have 42 college credits, but had to quit school so I could go back to work because there was no income in the house.) The only real difference was honesty one less mouth to feed. So I realized I can do this on my own!
My husband and I have been split up for about two years now. Sadly enough it was over a year before he even laid eyes on his kids again. And this is sad to me because his son looks up to that man more than anything on the planet, for some unknown reason. Lol. I hate seeing the pain in that boys eyes when he talks about daddy said this and daddy said that, it breaks my heart each and every time. But weve been surviving, the best we could. Now, after 15 years of working in and out of fast food restaurants a big toll gets taken out of ya…And fast food working was literally killing me and making me get home at all kinds of different and odd hours. Theres gotta be something I can do where I can be at home with my kids and still make money…..Hmmm..
In April of 2018, I started my own Pilot Car Company. Smiths Pilot Car Escorts. We’ve been doing fairly good and I have been profiting about $3,000 each month I guess. I’m kind of still new at all this. But making a little extra money means no more help from the government. So after 12 years, this is the first time I have ever been without food stamps. I am trying to make up for it in profits from the business, but I tell you its hard… I am steadily working and have many customers, but more than I can even help because I need more employees. I need a couple more cars and I would be able to turn an even bigger profit that would help so much in feeding my kids and clothing them also, because I also do not qualify for this oh so wonderful school clothing vouchers anymore.
Any help I could get in any kind of way would be so incredibly appreciated. And insanely repaid…..in a couple months when my business is just absolutely booming!!! You know, when I have so many employees that I can stay at home and tell everybody where to go and who to go with and stay at home with my babies finally, cuz theyre definietly not babies anymore and I hate all the time I’ve already lost with them. We are living with my father in a 2 bedroom Apt, and scrunched to say the least.