JC take the Wheel

Ma, can you send me a few dollars so I can get something to eat?

I pressed send as I sat in the driver's seat of my car and waited for a reply. Nothing was more cumbersome than asking your parents for money, especially since there was this silent vow to take care of yourself once you live the nest. Not even minutes later, my phone lit up with the Cash App notification.

No questions asked.

There was no denying that my mom loved me.

I need a real job.

I sighed, dejected. Doing the most discouraging thing of the day, I opened up the bank app and peered in. What was I going to do with less than 1,000 dollars in the bank and bills were due next month?

Sometimes I wonder if He is even listening. Going to college was a stretch, and now that I am here, I still can't figure out how I am going to pay for my car insurance.