I grew up with a single mom on welfare. We never had a car. I remember watching (and not understanding at the time) my mom create the monthly food lists so she could buy just the right amount. I remember the thrift stores and food closets and being embarrased that someone would see me in KMart. I don't know how my mom did it but I appreciate the skills that it taught me. I understand now what she was going through. When you have to make balance the choice between having gas or bus fare to go to work or food for the kids. I know now about the struggle to say no to the kids when they want the things their friends have.
I also know that I am lucky because I have a roof over my head and a job and a family to come home to. Not everyone does and we need to fix that--even just a little at a time.
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