Lucky Day

on the way to christmas shopping last weekend
I gave a man $2 for the homeless newspaper he was selling on the corner of the interstate and the main road. After he wished me happy holidays and I rolled up the window, my son said, "Mommy, is that man homeless?" The fact that my 5 year old knows that word is terrifying and sad and makes me so angry with the Reagan years.
I replied, "Yes, and we are very very lucky to have a home and food and each other."
He added: "and our truck."
Me: "yes."
Then he said, "What would someone do if they only had their car and no house?"
Me: "Then they would probably sleep in their car."
T: "Then what would they eat?"
Me: "Whatever they could find"
T: "We are so lucky...Mommy, why are you crying?"