When I was young my mother worked in a factory in western NC. She was a single parent. We did not live off of much. Me and my brother, whom had cerebral palsy ,stayed warm by a wood stove late at night as she worked third shift. We would play until dark then we knew it was time to go inside and take baths before she left for work, We were alone a lot. We did not care. Life to us was the same everyday. Except for Thursdays my mom would get her pay check and we would go get a cheeseburger and a handful of groceries.
As I have my own young son today, he ask for a lot of stuff. Expensive shoes, pants, and coats. What can I say to him. I want him to have everything I did not have as I was growing up. things have really changed since I was young but the money hasn’t in our local pay . I try to make it anyway. my mother taught me things that I have taken with me in my adult life. I can never repay her for what I have today. Thanks mom
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