I am an assistant principal in a middle school (grades 6-8). When I have to search a student's cell phone, I often get sick to my stomach at what I find. It gets worse and worse every year.
You pay to shower at local truck stops and eat whatever can be cooked in a gas station microwave. Someone sees you and your daughter living like this and calls CPS; guess what happens next. They remove your child from your care. As if this isn’t devastating enough, you lose your job too, because “an employee losing their child reflects poorly on this company.”
Hair. It’s the one thing that we all have experience with: Too much of it, not enough of it, not doing what we want it to do. Great hair day, bad hair day, bed head, “throw it in a ponytail”, wear a hat, and coloring it. I have always been attached to the hair on my head.
"Sister, I’m with you. But while another month has come and gone, and your prayer hasn’t yet been answered, I hope you know that His delay, is not His denial."
