We Were Down to Instant Noodles… Then This

I’m a single dad trying to raise two kids while working two jobs. Thanksgiving was just around the corner, but with no year-end bonus and bills piling up, I told my kids we’d be having instant noodles and boiled eggs. They didn’t complain. They never do. That hurt more than anything. Yesterday, something unexpected happened. My daughter came running into my room, yelling that the neighborhood dollar store was giving away frozen food. Their freezer had broken, and instead of trashing it, the staff handed it all out to anyone who came by. We brought home four boxes—vegetables, meat, frozen meals. Our tiny freezer is so full now we had to stack some in coolers. My son whispered, “Dad, it feels like we’re rich.” I just sat down and cried. Not because of the food, but because for the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel like I was failing them. #GratefulHeart #FoodIsLove #SmallMiracles #ParentingStruggles #LifeLately #RealLifeMoments #FreezerBlessings