My mother always told me that a trailer park is only depressing if you let it be, and she did a very good job keeping our trailer fresh and inviting and well-decorated, inside and out. We didn't have a lot of money, but Mom was a savvy thrift store, yard sale and estate sale shopper. I already knew if we couldn't afford it, we didn't buy it, but my mom added, "If you can afford it, but it's junk, don't buy it." Our trailer never had wood cut-outs or plastic gnomes or spinners or LED light-up ceramic cats. We had an English garden.
When Mom passed, everything was depressing, especially the trailer park.
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