Low Point

Struggling to figure out where to start with this one. I left my office to pick up something for lunch and at the intersection of Burnet/Anderson I notice a couple getting drenched in the rain, carrying their baby in their arms under the cover of a thin blanket. After sitting through the light I was able to catch up to them (finally) past the Sonic. I pulled over and tried to offer them my umbrella. The woman just froze and the dad who was carrying the baby said "Oh, no. No thank you. You'll probably be needing it." I told him I had a second one and asked him again to take it. Nope. I was shocked but felt like I had no choice but to give up.

I'm generally pretty shy around people I don't know and I got anxious, but had to try. This couple looked pretty much like David and I or any of our friends or co-workers and it just broke my heart to think about that little baby getting so wet. It also made me feel so thankful for what we have, for what I've always had. I know that no matter what, we'll always have a roof over our heads (at least I pray we do).

I drove away feeling angry and heartbroken and text David to see if he could talk (and we did). But pretty much at that moment it completely stopped raining.

One day last week on our drive home Emma said to me "Mommy, do you know that not everyone has a house?" We started a conversation about that and she interjected with, "Well I want a bigger house!" It's our own fault. She's heard us talk about moving into a bigger house and getting a bigger car so those are some things she mentions from time to time. We talked about people not having homes, their own rooms, lots of clothes and toys etc. I know she's only four, but I hope that we (David and I, our family, schools, church etc) can teach her how blessed we truly are!