insights from a daughter of the King, teacher, farmer's wife, and Mommy


31 Days of Random Writing: Day 6

I walked to her car and she hands me a grocery bag tied up and warm to the touch
She has brought me a bag of tamales and taken food away from her 5 hungry mouths to give to me. 
I smile and hug her and offer genuine thanks. 
She speaks words to her daughter, who translates to me.  They aren't spicy. 

And deep down in my soul. I am humbled.  Brought to my knees.
Those who have none, give all they have.
Those who have it all, struggle to give any.

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