I find it interesting that I'm inclined to romanticize 2009, one of the most politically and economically tumultuous years in the history of the United States. The nation was reeling from the Great Recession, and the fascists were having constant meltdowns over our first black president. Meanwhile my family was poor, and oftentimes were literally scrounging for change just to buy basic necessities.
I give a lot of credit to my mom for shielding me from all that chaos. Sure do wish she could do the same, today.
