I’m over on the Dayton Mom’s Blog today writing a letter to my fellow Mom’s who drive old, beat-up cars.
“But do you know what else I see in you, Mama with the beat-up car? I see a Mama (or Dad!) who is working the hardest they can with what they’ve got. I see you pulling up to school, or church, or the park, even though you might feel like you belong to a different group of people. I see you making sacrifices for the sake of your children, understanding that driving a beat-up car means saying yes to something else.”
Head on over to the Dayton Mom’s Blog to read the rest!