I wake up everyday with the awareness that this life I have come to know will someday end. It makes it easier to get over my fears, to be uncomfortable as I learn what it means to “grow” as a person… a soul.
I gravitate towards those in vulnerable situations because I have an intimate understanding of what it means to be abandoned, neglected, abused, and degraded both physically and emotionally. I know what it means to not have a home — to yearn for stability, love, family, hope, and the freedom to choose my future.
When I see the “homeless,” I see my past in them. I feel their pain and their frustration, their simple joys and hope. I feel their heart. And they feel mine. That’s what this is about… life is about connecting with our hearts and most of my time is spent getting to know the person behind the circumstance.
Nobody is perfect. I’m not perfect. And as much as I would love to have a life without pain and suffering, I’ve learned to embrace it and use the energy to fuel my desire for something better.
One day at a time, one person at a time. We can heal together.