Personal Narrative: To Whom Much Is Requirements

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To Whom Much is Given, Much is Required
Twenty two years old, devastated and newly divorced; all things I had considered the foundation of family, now gone. I found myself a single father, custody of my beautiful princess bequeathed to me by the California Supreme Family Court system after numerous attempts to stand humbly in front of a judge, I just wanted to be with my child. I had barely the resources to sustain myself, let alone the needs of a small child. Hell, I was still a child myself. Rent, lights, phone, gas, food all excised every cent I had and in many cases the resources I did not have. Each payment to my debtors only held them off for the next thirty days. Thanksgiving, a birthday, and Christmas all around the corner. I did not have enough money to make it to the end of the month, let alone support extra financial excursions.
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I must have said something or responded in a way, she knew I was struggling and trying to do the best I could. She sent me a gift card to the local Lucky’s grocery store for fifty dollars with a note that I was to purchase myself and my daughter our Thanksgiving dinner. I responded in kind with quick phone call, I could hardly see the numbers on the phone, covered with tears of gratitude. In return she only asked that if I ever was able, to help others as she helped me. I soon found another endowment in the mailbox, just large enough for a few small birthday gifts for a five year old little girl and Christmas that arrived two days later. Attempts to show my appreciation went unanswered, the number I had for her was disconnected. I often wonder what happened to her, I do not even remember her name. As small as the pool is, I believe that there are still good people that really do

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