Last year around this time, Jesse and I had a couple of hard months. We cut off our Internet bill and at the worst moment I had to call and get an extension for the electric bill and for the car payment fully knowing that all an extension would do is buy us more time until the inevitable. We ate our cupboards bare and for the last hoorah, I was able to take a couple potatoes, the last remnants of milk, cheese, and make potato soup.  Jesse came home from work and the weight of the world just felt heavy that night. We didn’t know what the future held; how we…