The Inconvenienced

I was reminded this morning of those who are struggling with more than a lack of toilet paper, which is honestly no small matter, especially if you have a household full of young children.

But also imagine mothers and fathers who must have that paycheck or face eviction from their homes, or having their utilities shut off.

Imagine people who can barely feed their families trying to make do while wealthier people are hoarding.

People who cannot afford to miss work, or pay for daycare so when school is cancelled they are in a quandary.

Those of us who can afford to buy the more expensive bread still available, who can substitute many things for the missing things, or who were fortunate enough to have the money to stock up before things were gone  are simply inconvenienced.

There are others who were already struggling to survive, not because of the coronavirus, but because of a country that pays people less than a living wage. Good people who work hard and count on both the meals and care their schools provide so they can work as hard or harder than everyone else for much much less.

It is easy to get caught up in personal problems and forget the life and death struggles that were already going on are now exacerbated.