As a foster and now adoptive parent, this problem is all part of the bigger social picture. Before I had been exposed to this world of hoplessness and despair, I was judgmental also. How dare they drop off their children!! Who could possibly do that?? Well, try living in their shoes. Most of us have no idea what it is like to live in the complete chaos of poverty. We sit at our breakfast tables with our laptops sipping coffee and looking down our noses. We have no idea what it feels like to wake up on the floor with a big shirt or old coat for a blanket and hope that sometime today there will be some bite of food to eat. No idea of waking up not expecting to ever get warm til summer. No idea of expecting a mom type person to care for us today. No idea at all. If some of these people would get off their high horse and help with programs and assistance, the outcome for these families would be completely different. The hopelessness and despair they feel everyday might have a glimmer of hope.