This morning, while at the grocery store, I met an old friend that I haven’t seen since I moved out of the neighborhood some ten years ago. We talked of our children and how fast life has seemed to go by.
When I asked if she still lived in the neighborhood I noticed a change in her countenance and she no longer looked me in the eyes. She went on to say that she doesn’t live there and then with much embarrassment, said she had moved to the south side of our city.
“Why are you embarrassed by that?” I asked. She went on to say that she feels people judge her if they know where she lives. I could tell this weighed heavily on her.
Heading home I couldn’t get that conversation off my mind. Lizzie, has done a terrific job raising three children on her own, holds a steady job, and is an asset to our community. I only wish she knew how special she was.
2 comments:
So many people ARE judgmental about such things. If only everyone could have an encounter with someone like you now and then... Maybe people wouldn't feel they were always being looked down upon.
She has always been a fighter and nothing seemed to be easy for her. Yet, she never quit. Pretty special in my book.
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