I was just doing my usual grocery shopping when I found a little girl sitting in my cart. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear, and whispered, “Don’t give me back, I’m scared.” In that moment, I knew everything was about to change.
I took pride in the independence I had built over the years. Sure, I was single, but that didn’t bother me much.
And after Melissa lost her job, I let her stay with me. She was my sister, after all. She had a knack for taking control of things, but I hoped she’d find her footing soon.
That day was supposed to be like any other. I headed to the grocery store like I did every week. Grocery shopping was simple and predictable. It gave me a sense of control.
