Having one of those days where I feel like no matter what I get done, it's not enough. Doing laundry and dirty dishes does nothing to solve world hunger. Buying one pair of shoes doesn't end poverty, and one t-shirt doesn't cure AIDS. Me loving my own kids, and reading them stories, giving them snacks ALL day, does nothing but remind me of the children who have no snacks, no books, and no hugs and kisses. And sometimes the reality of all of that just sucks.