BE CAREFUL OF YOUR ASSUMPTIONS: I have heard on more than one occasion what society thinks about families on welfare. And, all to often I speak up to tell them the story of my mother, how she came to be a single parent, her working to put her self through undergrad and graduate school, and how the money went to feed us. We didn’t have a lavish lifestyle at all. What I do know is that we had what we needed through both welfare and the generosity of people who saw something in my Mom, did not judge, and asked for nothing in return. And for that I am thankful.
Dear woman behind me in line at the grocery store,
You don’t know me. You have no clue what my life has been like since October 1, 2013. You have no clue that my family has gone through the wringer. You have no clue that we have faced unbelievable hardship. You have no clue we have been humiliated, humbled, destitute.
You have no clue I have cried more days than not; that I fight against bitterness taking control of my heart. You have no clue that my husband’s pride was shattered. You have no clue my kids have had the worries of an adult on their shoulders. You have no clue their innocence was snatched from them for no good reason. You know none of this.
What you do know is I tried to buy my kids some food and that the EBT machine was down so I couldn’t buy…
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