Posts Tagged ‘Poverty’

My relationship with water

One of my earliest memories is as a toddler. I was sitting in a large metal basin not quite half full of water. We were outside and my mother was bathing me. I don’t know why or how I remember this, but I remember it like a photograph even though there were no such pictures.…

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Our Relationship to Poverty

Flying over Mexico city.

Last week I was asked to share my relationship to poverty. I spoke about my childhood, one deeply impacted by economic hardship. Though truth be told, this was my mother’s story of poverty, not mine becauseĀ as a baby, I didn’t recognize our suffering; I felt only her immense love for me. As we were sharing,…

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