I found myself in a little uncomfortable conversation with a lady in my neighborhood a couple of hours ago. Apparently she is under threat of eviction due to not meeting her rent and is very concerned about it. What's more, she has a new born kid that the dad more or less refused to take resposibility for.
Our conversation was mostly her talking and me listening. There wasn't much to do by way of an alternative anyways, as I could only offer her empathy in the situation. She's revealed she'll probably have to move back in with her Mom which may not be the most terrible outcome.
What is worth talking about how unrelating I was to her many challenges. Yes I was sympathetic, but I largely couldn't relate to issues surrounding possible eviction, raising children and having to largely depend on welfare because you can't work having just given birth.
I have my own challenges at present, many are even financial but they are not critical to affect my shelter for instance. On one hand there's a sense of gratitude and on the other the sharp realisation that challenges don't really go away for any of us; they merely evolve from one form onto the next.
