Paying It Forward
Right now, I'm no longer Broke AF. There was a time when I was worried about where my next meal was going to come from, and I know that fear. I understand that sinking feeling in the pit of the stomach, that throbbing in the temple, that tightening of the chest. It happened when: -I scraped the last bit of baby formula out of the bottom of the can. -I heard the distinctive snap that was the serpentine belt on our (free) van. -I was diagnosed with a new illness or allergy. -My kids were diagnosed with a new illness or allergy. -My husband got laid off. -My bank sent me an overdraft notice. -The strap broke on my last bra. -A hole formed in the bottom of my favorite multi-purpose shoes. I was downright offended that so much financial advice was focused on things like, "Stop buying expensive coffee." Well, pardon the expression, but "No sh**, Sherlock." If we could AFFORD expensive coffee, I'd certainly stop buying it. "Meanwhile, my kids are g