I swear the older I get the more emotional I get. I used to never cry, never be affected by sad movies or sad things I would see on the street. I would acknowledge it to be sad and unfortunate but I would never really "feel it" ya know? Lately things are really sinking into my soul. Not sure if its be getting older or me just getting more in touch with myself. My mom came home today and told me a story that made my eyes well up. Not only did it make me have more respect for her but it really touched me. 

My mom works for a bank and today she had a customer come in- she was an 80 year old woman trying to take out a loan for $200.  The loan was to buy her groceries, she had zero food to eat and didn't get a social security check until Sept 3. Rather than go into banker zone and process the loan, my mom asked her boss if she could take a break and took the lady to the grocery store. This woman had been a customer for 20 years so the bank contributed $30 towards the shopping trip. As they shopped, the lady watched the price tag of all the items and kept trying to only pick up limited cheaper items. Unsure of what to get because she was shopping with another person's money she was being hesitant so my mom did her best to pick out items that would last her and things she would need. The sad thing was, the lady didnt even have toilet paper or salt. Everyone has salt...and she didn't even have that. It breaks my heart that there are older people  out in the world with no family set up on limited funds which can barely pay their bills and buy groceries. She made it a point to tell my mom , " at least I paid my bills". =(  Although she has groceries it wont last her more than a week. So my mom has told everyone at work to bring some canned foods in and other things that will last. Lucky for this woman, my mom is a good humanitarian. Apprently they are going to get a hold of a social worker and see what can be done for assistance moving forward because I would imagine this is an ongoing struggle for this woman. 

In the mist of all this, I have decided to go back to school and get my masters. This way I can go into Social work, my original plan. Although it is a sad job, it is also a very fullfilling job because you are able to help people like this. Its going to be a long year because i am going to have to take tons of classes...but it will be worth it so it looks like im going to have to stick with my current job for another year and just suck it up  knowing it will better my future. back to school....ughhhh