Lunches
These are my husbands and sons lunch bags. Each day I pack them with meals that are made to nourish them not only physically, but emotionally as well. Both my husband and son work swing or night shifts. Each night they miss dinner with our family. This includes my daughter in law and two precious grandsons. I look at those bags and I see dirt, and grease from their jobs. Each morning I open them to pull out the dirty containers and the no longer frozen ice packs. As I exam the containers I think about what they've eaten or haven't eaten. Both my husband and son are extremely hard workers. They will run 6 days a week 12 hours shifts. My daughter in law stays at home with my two grandsons, but this past year has brought me to working full time. I miss taking care of my family as my full time job and I often cave to the pressure of still having to do all that plus work full time. But those lunch bags remind me everyday of how hard th