Being Poor. Lots of buzz around it, hundreds of comments too.
One line that struck me was:
Being poor is knowing your kid goes to friends’ houses but never has friends over to yours.
I don’t feel I’ve ever been poor at all, but I used to not invite my friends over because I was ashamed to show them our family’s small 2 bedroom apartment (which was smaller than the apartment my wife and I currently live in together alone), while they lived in big nice houses. I wonder if my parents ever knew. I hope not, they’ve provided me with more than I could ever ask for.
Anyways, read the post and the interesting comments too. Don’t miss the last line of the post.
Update: More comments here.
* Found via a commenter, Kyle Welsh‘s blog. Thanks Kyle!