Chronicles of a Survivor!

The chronicles of a struggling surviving father who insists on living a life for the good of the family and accomplish the goals of a
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Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Poverty... Such a minor detail...


September 24, 2013

 “Every adversity, every failure, every heartache carries with it the seed of an equal or greater benefit”. -Napoleon Hill

Yesterday was very painful as I had to pay money to my landlord for moneys that we owed them for a late payment of our rent. This is money that we struggled to save for the last month and a half to pay off some of our balance at the furniture store.  We do not have a table to have our meals at this moment and we are using a small table to crunch together and eat.  We do the best we can with what we have. 

My kids and my wife and I know what it is to be poor from different experiences in our lives.  We know how to be patient and make the best with what we have.  The table that we had had legs that just got too loose and it did not fit in our eating area.  So we decided to get rid of it.  We settled for the small table.  We found this great table that can fit eight people made of wood and my wife was able to mix and match the chairs she liked.  So we put it on lay away to save money on interest and gather our funds this way.

The money that I paid the landlord was going to be used to pay for the table.  Now we will have to wait a few more weeks to get the table hopefully for Thanksgiving dinner we will have our table.  It is disappointing but we faced financial struggles we fell behind and had to suffer late fees and legal fees. 

My life has not always been this way.  But it seems that poverty has been in my life in several stages of my life.  I remember living in Mexico and my father had left us to work in California.  We survived on what my mother could earn washing and ironing form neighbors.  I remember one day that I had to go to school and my mother did not have money for me to buy food at school.  So she took me to the corner store and got an avocado on credit and made me a dinner roll with avocado for lunch.  That sandwich was so good.  Perhaps because I was so hungry. 
 
 
Things got better then.  Things will be better soon, Lord willing.
 

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