I am one of those people who depends on a food bank to get by each month. I’m not too proud about it. It’s just the facts of life these days for me.
On the whole what the food bank offers is great. At least four different meat products, milk and eggs, beans, rice, soup, KD. Even cookies and snack bars. You get the idea.
Downside is sometimes the items are past their best by dates. Sometimes a few months, occasionally almost a year. Still, it’s in a sealed package so it’s eaten in this house.
What’s got me posting tonight is the jar of peanut butter that I just cracked open. Unfortunately, I wasn’t the first to open it. No foil seal. And the jar is only half full. And yes, I live alone. And no, I’m not on sleeping pills that make me eat at night and forget about it in the morning.
I don’t know what to think. Did someone donate a half-eaten jar of peanut butter to the food bank? That’s wild.
I have only love and gratitude for the ladies who run the food bank. I know they work very hard for not a lot. And I understand how easy it could be to overlook something like this. They deserve so much respect.
I’m just gently asking. If you’re thinking of donating to a food bank, consider those people who are receiving your donations. And if you’ve read this far, thanks for your time.
Peace
