When my mom passed away in March, it forced to me to revisit the idea of how precious and fragile life is.
As we gather once again to elect new officials into office, please keep her in mind. She was a decent, kind woman who knitted hats and mittens for kids who didn't have them in our schools. She gave service at the PTA. She taught us to give back, in whatever way we could, to help better the world.
It's not about how much money you have in the bank. It's about knowing that those who have little need more help. It's not about homelessness. It's about finding homes for people who have none. It's not about being food insecure, it's about finding food for those who in our own community are starving. Food, shelter, and the ability to sustain life is what it's about.
When I hear of senior citizens who don't have enough food and are forced to go to food pantries so they have something to eat, it bothers me.