Thank you so much to my friends here. You guys are the greatest.
jcjava,
jadegirl,
surrenderedsoul,
merry2729, and
his_angel.
Your suggestions, and support, are wonderful. Thanks to the advice I've now ordered Seventh Generation light bulbs (couldn't find them anywhere here) *and* dug out my crock pot and the house is full of warm wonderful smells and food again.
I don't usually feel depressed at all and it feels quite foreign to me to feel that way. I wasn't even sure what I was feeling.
How odd.
D went out to watch the Superbowl with some friends. The girls and I had a birthday party anyway, so it was no big loss of our Sunday time. We came back home and watched a bit of the Superbowl and then I watched (in between many interruptions) a program on about our nations hunger problem.
They had "both sides" on the program. Some saying that the hunger issue wasn't as big a deal as some politicians try to make it out to be. And then they had the hungry people on there. People standing in line to get food. Children eating in soup kitchens.
And I tried to look up something about it in our area, and fell terribly short.
How big a problem *is* this here (and by here I mean actually *here* and in the US)? And if it's as big a problem as it seems to be, why don't more people do something about it?
I spend a lot of money on food. I'm grateful that I'm able to do that for my family. But I feel a tinge of guilt at the same time. Not because we waste food (we don't). But because we are able to have this and there are people out there that go to bed hungry.
Children that go to bed hungry.
I can't imagine what it must feel like as a parent, as a mother, to put your child to bed hungry.