I wish I could give my sister a perfect life to make having and raising her son easier. I keep thinking that money could really solve her problems, but money won't make her any healthier (except for eliminating some stress). She probably won' t be attending school in September for nursing because of limitations with her childcare and budget cuts. She is already a welfare mother and her child isn't even born yet. It saddens me to think that many people view her as a stereotypical statistic, even though I know she is trying her best.
I am fighting the urge to be simplistic, but, really, if everyone was just a little bit NICER things could be better for her, and for many others.
I must end on a positive note...that little boy will have plenty of love, and maybe he will be what brings our family together, or brings about some changes. He has already made his mother a better person, and he doesn't even know it!
I never could have expected these things that have shaped me. My acupuncturist is constantly reminding me that we are no longer the person we were a moment ago. Isn't that something?!?
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