It has been so long since I have written here I don’t even know where to start. But it’s nice to be here anyway. Good morning, my wonderful friends. 🙂
I have been so inspired to write lately, and sometimes I think the best way to get going is to just start SOMEWHERE. So here I am! This inspiration started when an old friend started a blog about her child’s challenges with Fragile X syndrome. It’s not so much a blog as a collection of poetry and musings regarding learning to cope with this challenge life threw at her. This led to someone else mentioning the blog Momastery, which if you haven’t read, I highly recommend as well. The writer/mom on Momastery, Glennon, reminds me a lot of Rockstar Ronan’s mom in her style of writing. This world is full of such amazing, wonderful, inspirational women.
Momastery’s big thing is about spreading the message that we all belong to each other. Every single one of us. As a part of that, we need to care for, help and love each other. She has followers all across the U.S. who have joined her movement to just do good things for people. I love, love, love it. Am definitely a fan, and will definitely keep reading. As you know, this blog is about finding the beautiful things that are all around us. Glennon of Momastery definitely meets that criteria. Go, mama, go! I want to be one of these mamas who do something amazing in the world.
On my drive in to work today, I noticed a sign. It said “FREE LUNCH.” It looked like a garage sale sign, and was in fact mixed in with some For Sale By Owner and garage sale signs. It caught my eye, and then the light turned and I kept driving. The thought that flashed through my mind was “Crazy. Someone is offering LUNCH to get people to come to their garage sale?”
I got to the next light, and saw another sign. This one was green cardboard, and read again, “FREE LUNCH”. So I looked a little closer.
Monday – Wednesday – Friday
12:00 – 1:00
Ages 1 – 18
And listed a school name as its location. This stunned me. I know children that attend this school. I know families that live in this neighborhood; on this very street.
The message it implied honestly brought tears to my eyes.
Are there really babies in my neighborhood, in my town who don’t have any food to eat? Are there really babies (and by the way, babies are anyone who isn’t old enough to vote) who have to go to school during the summer just so they can get something to eat? My heart breaks just thinking about this. Here I am, driving to work with my Tupperware container of watermelon, my travel mug of coffee, thinking about how much I’d really like a Sonic breakfast burrito, and there are children ON THIS VERY STREET that don’t have any food to eat. These children, that my children play with. These children that swing on the same swings at the park with my child. These children, whose mommies and daddies work just as hard as I do, but for whatever reason, don’t have enough to eat.
I’m not quite sure what I am going to do about this. But that green FREE LUNCH sign definitely opened my eyes.