What Does a Person on State Assistance Look Like?

There was a recent blog post spreading around Facebook about Food Stamps and that is what encouraged me to write this blog post. The post was about how judged a woman felt about using food stamps, because the man behind her uttered something negative about her using food stamps to pay for her groceries. It really is so sad that there are many entitled, judgmental people in this world that they think they can judge someone on a simple first glance of that person. I don’t think any of us  owe an explanation to anyone about our life nor our finances. All too often people feel entitled to know what you make, how much you work, what type of lifestyle you lead, what foods you choose to eat or feed your kids. We are in this world where we constantly feel judged and get reprimanded for not living in a way that others choose to or are able to live.

No two people have the same past, so therefore no two people will have the same present. Stop placing judgement and saying cruel things to other human beings. Just stop!

I ask you all this, just exactly what does someone on state assistance, such as food stamps, look like? They look like you and me, they look like the person on the side of the road homeless, they look like your child and my child. They look like HUMAN BEINGS. There is no definition for a person who receives assistance; there was a time in my life when I found myself as a single mom with a baby and guess what? I had to use food stamps. I have had to use state assistance for it’s purpose in the past and guess what? I look just like you or you or YOU.

What does someone on State Aide look like?

“Image courtesy of Stuart Miles / FreeDigitalPhotos.net”.

I am so sick of some bad apples who abuse a system making us all pre-judge someone without any history or knowledge of who they are as a person. Sure, the person you saw just used food stamps to buy food but they are driving, what you call, a nice car. Sure, someone just used aide to pay for their child’s healthcare, well do you use the Government Healthcare System? Then I guess you are on aide as well. Just stop with the “I am better than you mentality” people. WE are all human freaking beings and WE ALL deserve respect. There is no need to frown upon another human being for needing help.

Because a man or woman treated you badly in a relationship, do you shun and mutter cruel words about that gender each time you come into passing of that gender? I hope not. You cannot make everyone pay for a bad experience, ever. There are bad people, but there are a hell of a lot of good people too, just open your eyes and heart!

At some point in time in our life, everyone will need a hand up. A shoulder to cry on. A person to boost them. A bit of financial aid to get back on their feet. God forbid you, man who judged that woman on food stamps, ever need a helping hand. I pray to God you never do need to put aside your pride and get help, because it’s not easy for the majority of our world to get assistance due to people like you. Our pride gets in the way of our own self, because of people like you. We don’t want you looking down upon us, we don’t want you to treat us differently because God forbid we needed to use a form of state aide to get back on our feet.

Shame on you who thinks it’s okay to shun someone for the type of assistance they need. I know a lot of people who get state aide, and quite frankly it’s none of my business if they get that aide. I will be honest with you, 99.9% of the people I know who are on aide actually worked most of their lives and paid into that system, so why can’t they use some of those funds as a means to get back on their feet?

Next time you want to utter a cruel and mean word under your breath, remember people who use assistance are just like you and me, they are your children, your grandchildren, your elders, they are people and these people have feelings!

Where Did People Come From Mama?

I am a huge advocate of showing our kids the various beliefs in our world, to the best of my abilities, so when we were sitting down to read our bedtime story and Aj asked; “Where did people come from? Like how did the first person get on this Earth, Mama?”

I paused.

Then I had to figure a way to answer, “well buddy, there are a lot of different beliefs. Some believe God created the first humans, but others feel it’s more science based.”

Aj says, “yeah like we started somehow from little bugs, but how does that happen, Mama”

Funny Little Kid Answer to Where People Come From

I didn’t have to answer that second question.

K-man piped up and said, “Duh we came from Cavemen”

Aj replies, with a giggle, “Well where did the first caveman come from?”

My youngest responds, with a sense of pride in his voice, “Baby cavemen!”

Such Wonderful Progress and Gold Star Person

I am a human that thrives on seeing results from any of my actions. Meaning I am that “gold star” type personality more often than not. I don’t need praise, but I do like to see that anything I am doing is helping someone, somewhere, somehow. I feel blessed to know that in the parenting world of my life, I am constantly rewarded for my decisions and parenting style. My kids are such amazing children, they make it easy to love and adore them, while they make mistakes, they are always somewhat ready to accept that mistake as a learning experience and move forward. With each step in parenting I get to see a positive result.

Case in Point … my middle child, Aj.

Positive Parenting Rewards

I have shared a lot about my son Aj and well he has come so far in such little time. I recall sitting in his counselors office and being led to feel that the counselor wasn’t really thinking that Aj is high functioning autistic {even though I have a paper that cites he was diagnosed this by someone who does have qualifications to be a valid person to dx people}. I feel this was a misunderstanding based loosely on the fact that few seem to realize the bond my three kids and I have. Few seem to really validate the real connection I have and power I have as an influence in their lives. With Aj, specifically, I have been able to work hard to teach him to understand some jokes, some social ques and have a level of tolerance for sharing {thinking of his siblings first} and being less agitated with sarcasm. For all of Aj’s life, the world was about him. Only him. This is totally natural for most high functioning spectrum children, from what I have heard and read. The fact that Aj can step back and take a moment to be more tolerable of scenarios he doesn’t care for and work harder to know how he works, doesn’t mean that he isn’t on the spectrum. This simply means, I have worked hard and continue to work hard as a parent.

And it’s paying off!

Working with Autism

Without medications to blur Aj’s mind and me helping to show him better ways to accept his world around him, by working with how he thinks and how his brain works, has shown to be a true blessing for Aj, his siblings and anyone a part of his world. Aj is now better able to handle sharing, taking turns, accepting my snide/sarcastic responses from time to time. Aj has come a long way but I have to be conscious of how his brain works every single day. This isn’t something that Aj does on his own completely yet, he is only 7 after all. It will take time, many years probably, for him to nail a method that works best for him as an individual. For now, I am working hard as  parent, so hard that by the end of the day I can barely speak, never-mind walk. It’s exhausting but to see my children, all 3 of them, benefit from my hard work in parenting makes the long days and tired brain worth every single moment.

So that is how I explain my “gold star” definition, I don’t need praise from the children, but when I see results … that makes me feel warm, happy and confident in the future days as a parent!

 

How Much I Love My Children

I Love my Children so Much That .. A Poem of a Mothers Love

I love my children so much that;

I allow them the distance to make mistakes.

I love my children so much that;

I teach them to accept not everyone will like them.

I love my children so much that;

I allow them an open forum to speak their opinions freely & openly.

I love my children so much that;

I grew to be the example I want them to live by.

I love my children so much that;

I encourage them to try  new things by overcoming any anxious feelings.

I love my children so much that;

I allow them to be who they are without judgement or attempting to mold them into who I am.

I love my children so much that;

I show appreciation for their good grades and other accomplishments with a big smile, happy dance and a hug.

I love my children so much that;

I’ve taught them to enjoy the simple things in life, rather than be needy of materialistic items.

I love my children so much that;

I give tough love when needed, even if it kills me to do so.

I love my children so much that;

I teach them we are a family unit and each will have their own responsibilities to ensure the household runs smoothly.

I love my children so much that;

I raise them in an old school mentality that doesn’t easily come as accepted in society as we know it today.

I love my children so much that;

I allow their thoughts, feelings and opinions to matter, all the while letting them know I am the adult who makes the final decisions.

I love my children so much that;

I show them that their Mama loves them no matter what, forever and always unconditionally.

My Children love me so much that;

They shower me in hugs, kisses and include me in their pretend play time because they  know I love them so much.

 

My Daughter Being Silly Singing her Made up Song

This past weekend we had a blast with family time, more posts about our trip on Saturday to Chuck E. Cheese’s coming soon but for today I share with you the video of my daughter singing a song that she just started singing aloud. You see, we were all seated around the dining room table playing with pretend clay when my daughter started making fruits, then a taco and a plate of spaghetti out of her modeling clay.

Apparently that was enough inspiration for her to start singing this little tune …

Can you tell that she is my daughter? The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree with this girl. I love her.

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