I of course took time to understand and at first it was wow look at the poverty. Then it was oh my God, I write a blog about my life, about my struggles and this little girl doesn’t have food or electric (the food bank paid off their bill, so they have it for now.) It broke my heart, it breaks my heart. I have food, I have a fancy iPhone and internet. I have a car and electricity and I whine and bitch and complain about my money worries because I don’t have savings and have a car payment. I am such an ass hole.
I know that logically beating myself up isn’t going to do me a touch of good. Our small group has talked about a mobile food bank (because we don’t have one in Erie) and I am going to start calling churchs for donations tomorrow. I am happy that I can help provide this girl with birthday presents (as well as so many of my neighbors) but it has humbled me with every meal I eat, with every luxury I enjoy that the people who have put the most to this little girls gifts (and offering the most food and household products) are the people I know who have the very least. I hope one day I can be as good as them.
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