The hardest part of this trial was probably the judgement. Even from well-meaning family members, we received comments that made me cry myself to sleep at night and feel terrible shame. We finally had to get on food stamps and some people judged us for that. A close relative once told me I should not be pregnant if we were too poor to support them. That baby we had was the only joyful thing that came out of that entire year. He’s eight now, and still brings us joy. We’ve tried to give back in every possible way, but at the time, we needed some compassion, not criticism. A lot of people assumed that we were in that situation because we had been stupid with money. There were MANY things we wished we’d known before going through this trial, but 90% of it was not our fault.
Even though it was really hard to accept charity and we felt embarrassed receiving it…every little thing meant so much! A nail polish. A pretty pillow to go on my ugly couch. A hand-me-down outfit that still had good wear. There were people who knew our trials and made a really nice Christmas for my sweet little boys who had nothing that year and wanted Tonka trucks. People brought us boxes of food and left them on our doorstep. The night we ran out of food, a lady from church showed up with a big pan of corned beef and cabbage. It’s our favorite meal to this day. Some people randomly sent gift cards. But, really, just being a friend and withholding judgment was the kindest gift we received. We appreciated people who tried to help us find employment, but more than anything those who actually provided us with odd jobs like a summer job on a farm or few weeks fixing a fence…anything helps!
We noticed that once we were no longer “cool” because we didn’t have worldly things, we lost some friends. People didn’t want our advice or thought we didn’t have much to offer so we were left out of a lot. Truthfully, we did have a lot to offer and we needed friends and kindness more than anything. It was also awkward with some people who did know our situation…I felt like I had to justify anything I purchased. Don’t assume people aren’t trying everything! Sometimes we just get the short straw in life and it takes some time to figure things out.
I think the most important thing would be to let them maintain dignity when you talk about it. They might not want to discuss details, or they may open up and spill their guts. If I felt like the person was trying to relate a little and genuinely cared, rather than, "possibly" relishing in the fact that they were not in the same situation, it was usually very clear. Sometimes I needed to know I still had worth in their eyes, beyond my financial situation. It was one of those trials in which I really did want to know I wasn’t all alone and maybe even hear hopeful, realistic stories and see a light at the end of the tunnel. One friend ask occasionally how things were going, she would also encourage me to look forward to fun things in our future. She also made me feel good about other aspects in my life. She’d ask my advice on decorating or parenthood or baking. Funny thing, now I give lots of financial advice and help people with the very thing that was so hard for me once. No one wants to be defined by one trial in their lives, or one situation. Those experiences help define our futures but they don’t always show the best of ourselves at the time.
- Gift cards
- Food donations
- Small, personalized presents like nail polish or hand-me-down clothing
- A listening, non-judgmental ear
- Invitations to free or low-cost activities





