Skimboarder bebe at Tofo Beach
Now for the wordful part of this post, by Esmé's Mommy.
Some time ago I wrote about a woman who frequently comes to our gate, requesting things for her school-age daughter (the second character in this post). A couple of months ago she requested a somewhat large sum of money, stating that if she could invest in inventory for her own produce stand, then she would never need to ask us for anything again.
We asked for a business plan, and she had someone write up a budget of sorts for her, so we gave her a business loan. She came at the end of the first month to show us how she had done and make her first payment. Then the end of September came, and she never showed up. We weren't too surprised.
Yesterday she came back. Her older daughter, who had two little boys, had been killed in a tragic accident two blocks from here on September 22nd. With no father in the picture, grandma is now the primary caretaker. She brought with her a copy of the obit and the registry certificate for the two boys, and I have eyewitnesses to the accident, so I'm not questioning the story at all.
Needless to say, all inventory and all funds have been used up. This is so heartbreakingly frustrating, and all too common. What to do?
She didn't ask for money, but she did request food, so I put together a box for her. But it won't go far. What is the solution, folks?