“I didn’t even feed my kids dinner for two days last week,” Roxanne said, sitting back with her arms crossed. She looked around the circle. “Oh, come on, they’re fourteen, twelve, and ten. There was food in the house. I just didn’t make it. They had to eat sandwiches and canned soup. Big deal. But they were being horrible brats about the food I was making, so I decided to make them think about what I do for them a little bit.”

