perspective

Sometimes I think my life has caused me to have a different perspective then other people. I know that’s kind of the point but I’m just saying. A friend asked me a question tonight and it made me think, I know scary huh.
I have made sacrifices in my life some by choice some not. A few years ago I was a new mom and not in the best place in my relationship. My fiancé and I got laid off from our jobs at the same time and we had a one year old son to raise. It was by far the scariest moment in my life. How was I going to take care of this little boy on what my fiancé got from unemployment?
It was hard very hard but we made it work. Some days my fiancé and I didn’t eat some days we ate once a day. We had to make sure he had food and milk. Luckily he went to daycare which was paid for by the state. I knew he had something to eat at least twice a day and all I had to worry about was one meal.
This wasn’t the first time in my life I ever went with out. My mom was a good mom she tried her hardest but she just couldn’t leave my dad or say no to him. Sometimes he would take what little money we had and buy beer. We would go with out food or sometimes my mom would have just enough left to buy maybe some potted meat and a loaf of bread. We were thankful for whatever we had.
I vowed my kids will never know this kind of life. I know my son was to young to remember this time in his life and for that I will forever be grateful. I will do everything in my power to insure this never happens again.
The point of this was that because of these moments in my life I make sure my children eat even if it means me cooking three separate meals or letting them eat later then everyone else. My son’s doctor has told me that he will not let himself starve he will eat before then, if I withhold food eventually he will eat what is offered. I just can’t do it, I tried I really did but I could not bare the thought of him being hungry and knowing there is food and that I refused him. I may have gone hungry before but never when there was food available to me. When I told her that I would be making and sending his lunch once he got into school I was told I enable him, whatever you want to call it that’s what I will be doing.
I think that the hardships we endure in life make us stronger but I do not want my kids to have to be that strong. I want them to know there will always be someone there for them a place they can go to for a bed, warmth, food, and most of all love.
 We all have different opinions and different views I'm not at all saying mine is right or she is wrong for handeling her situation the way she did. We are all just doing our best and I do believe she is a good mother and doing the best she can, the same as I believe I am a good mom and know I'm only doing the best I can.