Thank you so much for your message in response to the post I wrote yesterday about the embarrassing incident I had at Costco .
Before I go on, I should probably share it so all of my readers can see what I’m talking about:
I’m sorry but why on earth would you have 7 kids and not be able to afford to give them the basic necessities like food. Your Costco sob story doesn’t make me feel sorry for. You should’ve thought about this before you popped out so many kids. I feel sick for those kids.
Thank you so much for your concern regarding my kids.
But they are fine.
Maybe you are right. Maybe I totally should have predicted the future. Maybe I should have known, when I popped out all my kids, that the housing market would crash, that the economy would tank, and that my husband would lose his business of over 25 years. I suppose I should have consulted my crystal ball to find out exactly when he would unexpectedly need to have total knee replacement surgery. I definitely should have predicted that a couple customers would stiff us out of over $30,000. There are lots of other unpredictable things I should have totally predicted.
How silly of me.
Thank you for setting me straight.
I will be sure to predict the rest of my future starting right now!
As for the rest of your message, don’t worry about my kids.
They are doing great.
They have a huge support system, which we didn’t have back when money wasn’t so tight.
And you know what I have been able to teach them in the past couple years?
I have taught them that being vulnerable is okay. In fact, it’s great!
I have taught them to ask for help when they need it.
I have taught them to accept help when it is offered and to help others when they are able to.
We have become a more mindful family.
We take better care of the planet.
We got rid of cable and don’t watch much television at all.
You know what else I’ve done since going through this financial shitstorm we are in?
I’ve stopped yelling at my kids.
I haven’t yelled at my kids in over 8 months!
I bet you can’t say that.
Sure, you may not have had the misfortune of falling on hard times, and you can pay for your groceries no problem.
But you know what?
Before you popped out your kids, you should have thought about the fact that you are a judgemental moron who has no idea what the fuck she is talking about.
Do you know what I did this past Monday?
While you were sitting on your ass in judgment, I ran the Boston Marathon.
And some of my kids were able to come watch.
We had one of the most amazing weekends we’ve ever had.
And I showed my kids that I am one tough motherfucker.
I showed them that even when times are tough, mentally, emotionally, physically, financially… that I am not going to stop.
Literally. I won’t stop.
That sometimes unfair things happen. Sometimes the unpredictable happens.
And rather than complain, rather than quit, rather than crumble, I am pushing through.
And they will have the skills to do the same.
Your kids are watching you. And learning from you.
And while I am teaching my kids to be awesome, you are teaching your kids to be haters.
One day, when my kids are grown, they may meet someone who is in the same position we are in now.
Who knows. It could be your kids (although seeing as you can predict the future, you may already see this in your crystal ball).
Rather than insult them and judge them and leave a really douchey comment on a blog post for them, you know what my kids will do?
They will lend a non judgemental hand. They will help. They will offer support and understanding and compassion.
Don’t feel sick for my kids, Michelle.
Instead, I think you should probably feel sick for your own.