My wife and I are helping a child (little girl) from the angel tree again this year.
Every year I get so darned sad about it…then try and feel good about it…but it always ends in rage.
It’s sad that a child has to ask for warm clothes along with a doll baby.
I try and feel good about making that child happy on Christmas morning.
I always end up seething with rage because I know theres a very good chance that the childs parents are worthless pos’s and the child is helpless. I try and suppress it and think well…the parents are good folks trying to make ends meet and need a little help. Unfortunately I live in a smaller community and it’s not uncommon to see adults buying groceries with an ebt card (or whatever it’s called) then buy cigarettes with cash.
Every year I get so darned sad about it…then try and feel good about it…but it always ends in rage.
It’s sad that a child has to ask for warm clothes along with a doll baby.
I try and feel good about making that child happy on Christmas morning.
I always end up seething with rage because I know theres a very good chance that the childs parents are worthless pos’s and the child is helpless. I try and suppress it and think well…the parents are good folks trying to make ends meet and need a little help. Unfortunately I live in a smaller community and it’s not uncommon to see adults buying groceries with an ebt card (or whatever it’s called) then buy cigarettes with cash.