Becoming a homeowner was truly one of my greatest joys. As a single mother with two children with limited resources, I never thought that this could be possible. I lived in public housing for more than ten years, but as my children got older that option was not longer acceptable. Our community, like many impoverished public housing communities, became plagued with violence and drugs. Our younger daughter had a near tragic experience in front of our home when she was innocently caught in the middle of a shooting between our neighbors. It was God that kept her from harm, but she was traumatized for some time and I felt that I could no longer keep my children safe, so I began to look for alternate housing.