But it also comes from a childhood of dreams for something bigger, better, more.
I grew up in what’s considered a pretty affluent community by outsiders. Vero Beach, Florida, is packed with rich kids. I was not one of them.
My father was a mechanic. My mom went to college when I was in high school. They did what they could to provide for their family, but after having really tough childhoods, their focus was on providing love, not money. Of course, we had the basics. Roof over our head. Electricity. And food. With ten kids, there wasn’t a lot of food, but we stretched it. We sometimes had beans in the lasagna instead of meat (it’s not very yummy–better to go without either if you must), but we had SOMETHING.
That’s not the case for all children. That’s why I love what ConAgra is doing with BlissDom. BlissDom is a conference for bloggers where we network, connect with old friends and new ones, and learn from each other. ConAgra is working to help end childhood hunger. Being at the conference, I’ll have the opportunity to help end childhood hunger, too. BlissDom hopes we’ll all help.
Meantime, BlissDom asked bloggers what hope means to us. It got me thinking. I’m so used to hoping for things it was hard to define. But I gave it my best shot. Have a listen.
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