How is it already November? Wait, Omgosh no, it's almost December! Slow down. Breathe. Okay....regroup.
December is right around the corner and many of us are getting ready for Christmas, shopping, decorating, and attending parties. But there are many others that aren't doing any of those things. Many families in poverty are praying their heat and water don't get 'cut off.' Mothers are sending out notes to schools and churches in hopes that their kids can have some what of a normal Christmas. I wish I could change the system, change parents minds about poor choices, change how we view each other as humans....but I can't change any of that...I can only change my actions.
I am grasping at straws this season searching for donations. I literally dream how I can help more kids without beds and then text probably way too many people in the middle of the night with my dream, awaking to actually making it a reality.
I'm also trying to make a Christmas for my family with memories, love, and teach that giving feels sooooo much better then receiving....but 5 little ones like to get gifts;)
This is a rambling entry. I'm feeling lost, inadequate, and defeated. I have a waiting list for Snuggle Kits that seems impossible, unachievable.....
WAIT!!!!!! Screw the last paragraph. I will march on. I will not stop. My mission for Snuggled Up and my mission for my own family is much more important then me feeling sorry for myself. I will keep going, keep dreaming, and probably keep texting in the middle of the night with random ideas of how to save the world.
Until then...feel free to judge my grammar, spelling, whatever...I'm not re reading or spell checking;)
Love,
A Crazy, but motivated, Woman
December is right around the corner and many of us are getting ready for Christmas, shopping, decorating, and attending parties. But there are many others that aren't doing any of those things. Many families in poverty are praying their heat and water don't get 'cut off.' Mothers are sending out notes to schools and churches in hopes that their kids can have some what of a normal Christmas. I wish I could change the system, change parents minds about poor choices, change how we view each other as humans....but I can't change any of that...I can only change my actions.
I am grasping at straws this season searching for donations. I literally dream how I can help more kids without beds and then text probably way too many people in the middle of the night with my dream, awaking to actually making it a reality.
I'm also trying to make a Christmas for my family with memories, love, and teach that giving feels sooooo much better then receiving....but 5 little ones like to get gifts;)
This is a rambling entry. I'm feeling lost, inadequate, and defeated. I have a waiting list for Snuggle Kits that seems impossible, unachievable.....
WAIT!!!!!! Screw the last paragraph. I will march on. I will not stop. My mission for Snuggled Up and my mission for my own family is much more important then me feeling sorry for myself. I will keep going, keep dreaming, and probably keep texting in the middle of the night with random ideas of how to save the world.
Until then...feel free to judge my grammar, spelling, whatever...I'm not re reading or spell checking;)
Love,
A Crazy, but motivated, Woman
