One of the anemic students who triggered Sue Silverstein’s request for nutritious breakfast snacks for hungry or needy students looked at the big boxes of healthy snacks today and asked Sue: “Why do people who don’t know me want to help me? It’s so kind.”
Sue answered: “Despite what you hear on the news, many people are good. So many thanks to all who have contributed. It’s truly an act of love.”
It is kind; it keeps me hopeful and grateful.
It’s an act of the Army of Good. My father was a social worker. On his grave was this inscription: “No man stands taller than when he stoops to help a child.” I always think of the generosity of the Army Of Good when I think of that.
Sue is right; some good people are just good. You will never see them on the news.
Twenty-three new boxes came today, in addition to the scores of boxes that have already arrived and the generous cash donations Sue has already received.
As requested, the food is perfect, thoughtful, helpful, and full of vitamins and iron.
Thank you for helping these children see the real America many have not seen in recent years.
Thanks for keeping my hope and faith alive. You never fail to help.
I am so thrilled to be part of your *army*……..and so many students will benefit from these wonderful items! Yes to the AOG! One of (many) of your proudest accomplishments, Jon! Well done!
Susan M
Thanks Susan, for helping..
My dad was a social worker in the Army. He used his skills to hound me to eat. Countless times I was forced to eat my cold leftover dinner for breakfast as he watched me. Once he had to go to work, my mother would take the plate away and let me have cereal for breakfast. I understand the fear that drove this, but it damaged me, so much so, that I became obese and with that a diabetic. He would never accept that he damaged me. I hear a constant refrain of “eat Holly, eat” every hour of my life. He then shamed me for becoming fat. I told him that I did what he told me to do throughout my childhood, I ate. He refused take any responsibility for putting that mantra into my head.
I’m still a picky eater, always have been. My younger sister told me to stop listening to the mantra, and I told her that it was impossible to shut it off. Now that my dad has died, I’m noticing that I’m not hearing that mantra as much.
It also helps that I finally saw an actual Endocrinologist to treat my diabetes and in the past 15 months I’ve lost over 50 pounds simply because she lowered my insulin dosage. I’m now down in the teens for my nighty dose, and some nights I don’t need any at all. Throughout the holiday season it’s been harder to control my diet because I’m a baker who loves to give cookies as gifts. Of course the sugarholic in me had to eat the leftovers. I still lost weight and am continuing. It’s getting expensive because I have to buy clothing that fits me. I’ve gone from a size 20/22 in 2022 to a size 14 in 2023. I’m nearing a size 12. It won’t be long now.
I understand the damage parents can do and how it affects their children.
I am loving your spiritual healing journey and often apply it to my life.
You’re an army of good for me in that regard.