Divorce

I Averted My Eyes from a Man…

An older man with a young boy just walked by….the man was in his 40’s or 50’s…the boy 10-12. I looked briefly, saw poverty, then averted my eyes.

The man was poor. I know what it’s like to be poor. I felt bad for him. I felt bad for the boy. I’m not poor now. I don’t want to be poor again. Ever. I’m getting back to work now…

And now I’m working scared….

“Whatever it takes.

….I’ll do the Work”.

My New Girl Abbey…

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