"In high school, my boyfriend (who became my husband) and his family picked up pretty early on that I was poor, and that my family was pretty dysfunctional. They really let me into their family and took care of me in a sweet, not pity, way.
I was super into art, so his mom found a neighborhood art teacher that did like basically small group art classes and it was so so cool. Anyways she usually charged like $100 for all the supplies, time, etc. My mom knew how excited I was, and I never asked for anything so she told me to ask the teacher to wait until her next paycheck. The teacher was like “sure!” By the time I brought that check to her, I think my boyfriend’s mom talked to her, and she ripped it up and said I got a “scholarship” for the class. Honestly it gives me such good vibes thinking about it till this day."
I've often wished that their was some required financial means test before having children so that no child would ever be forced to suffer parents who cannot afford them.
Life happens buddy. Sometimes tragedy or accidents happen that effect the parents income. It's not always just trash raising kids.
this makes me cry so much. I don't have much but still give things I don't use to people in need. No matter how low you fall, their are always people that have it worse. Never forget that!
I've often wished that their was some required financial means test before having children so that no child would ever be forced to suffer parents who cannot afford them.
Life happens buddy. Sometimes tragedy or accidents happen that effect the parents income. It's not always just trash raising kids.