I contemplated at length whether or not to share these thoughts.
But this is what is on my heart right now.
I didn't truly acknowledge how badly the U.S. economy was hurt and more importantly, the people were hurt until I arrived in South Florida this year.
Not at first.
At first, everything seemed pretty normal.
People were happy, stores seemed to be thriving, the wealthy are still wealthy and still living in their Palm Beach mansions.
But then, I went to Walmart.
I stopped in alone one afternoon to pick up a few items just like I would have back home.
As I wandered through the aisles looking for juice and throwing far too much chocolate into the cart, I noticed a couple chatting.
They weren't but a few feet from me talking about whether to buy the standard size apple juice or the larger one. They went back and forth about how many servings there were, how much it cost. The woman kept consulting a list while the man typed away on a calculator.
I bought the same juice.
It was $2.00
Know that I am very mindful of prices when I'm grocery shopping.
But this, this was something I never had to do.
Contemplate a single purchase at length and worry about how it would affect the rest of my month financially?
I left the store but couldn't stop thinking about them.
I actually felt guilty about picking things up off the shelves and just throwing them in my cart without a thought.
I wondered if they had watched me. I really did.
And I wondered how tight it must be for them to be discussing each purchase.
It must be really tight.
I felt thankful driving home.
Thankful that I could buy what I needed without much thought.
Thankful that I was on an extended vacation with my children.
Thankful that things were not this bad back home.
I started paying more attention.
SEEING the trailer parks hidden behind pretty palm trees just seconds away from beautiful gated communities.
SEEING the 75+ year old man bagging groceries to make ends meet even though he should and deserves to be retired.
SEEING the number of people begging on street corners, in parking lots. A former veteran in at least one case.
I don't know their stories or what brought them to where they are today but whatever it is, it's just not right.
I think we all think, it will never happen to us.
I read two separate stories on two of my favorite blogs this week. Both by strong women who are working and independent and smart and good.
Both who are struggling with financial hardship.
I encourage you to read their stories HERE and HERE.
How to help? Where to start?
I am not sure.
For today, I am more aware. And I won't look away. And I will try to do more.
That's all.