I tell my son he is blessed.
He thinks he is not.
I tell him about the back pack program at his school.
It is called Blessings In A BackPack.
I tell him how I gave money to support the program.
Our school and many others across the nation provide backpacks with food to send home for underprivileged children.
I tell him how the children eat breakfast and lunch at school but have no food at home.
The backpacks give the children food to eat on the weekends when there is no school or food.
I ask him if we should skip one meal a day for a week so we will know how it feels to be these kids.
He says this is fine.
He tells me he will skip lunch for a week.
But he already skips lunch.
Everyday I pack his lunch and everyday it comes back home uneaten.
He says the lunch room smells funny.
He says the kids eat with their mouth open.
He says it’s crowded and noisy.
That is why he cannot eat his lunch.
I think about how hard it would be for me to skip one meal everyday for a week.
I am always hungry.
My son is not.
And I wonder do the parents eat the food from the backpack on the weekends?
To start a Blessing In The Backpack program at your school or to donate go here.
On a personal note I was shocked to learn that as much as 10 percent of the children at our school benefit from the program. I think probably many people in our community are not aware of this. Also, I realized that although times have been tough for my family recently we always have food to eat. This program really touches my heart.