I am sorry for all my complaints in yesterday's post. When I read about a working person having to live in his car because he couldn't afford housing, I was ashamed of myself for whining about my situation. I have a very nice and comfortable apartment, connected to my daughter's home but completely separate, and I sleep pretty comfortably every night. I have no right to b*tch about my situation when so many others in the U.S. are living in desperate conditions.
I recall the stories my dad told about living through the Great Depression, and I guess our lives could get much worse. They are worse for people who are deprived of the basics. A couple of years ago, I gave my backpacking tent and other camping items to a homeless person, and I often wonder what became of him.
"There, but for the grace of God, go I." I think that is such a humbling and impactful saying!