Homeless

We all should be thankful for what is provided, what we have and I am. I don’t mean to criticize our staff on any way as they work hard to… — We all should be thankful for what is provided, what we have and I am. I don’t mean to criticize our staff on any way as they work hard to provide us a good facility. But there are more of us than there are of them. We are all free…

Help support a writer in need. — Help support a writer in need. I am homeless. It’s hard to say out loud, but I am. A week before Christmas my Colorado home burned down and took everything I own, save for the load of laundry I snuck in and absconded with before they condemned the house for…

No one expects their golden years would include living on the street — I had to run an errand at lunch today and was deeply affected by what I saw while out and about. After I had completed my errand I decided to stop at a fast food restaurant to grab a quick bite to eat. As I was sitting in my car…

A short tale of homelessness — A short tale of homelessness A good friend of mine spent a summer living out of doors. That’s what he preferred to call it, “out of doors”, rather than what most people would have referred to his situation as. Homelessness. “I didn’t have it as bad as some fellows did,”…

Giving to others is part of a healthy path forward — A tall, broad ex-soldier asked us for money, and when we told him we had none and were homeless ourselves, he didn't question it, but gave us directions to a soup kitchen. Moth gave him some coins and his last chocolate bar. We had very little left, so we wandered…

How We Save Money on Groceries in Quick, Easy Steps — How We Save Money on Groceries in Quick, Easy Steps At first, I whispered to the kids, “Keep walking. Don’t make eye contact.” But when you are eight, you are curious about the woman sitting near your apartment stoop. She sat there nearly every day, hunched over, nibbling on a…

Memories of life on the streets — The human brain is a wonderful thing. My brain has allowed me to shut out some traumatic memories of my time on the streets. This self-defence mechanism has allowed me to move on with my life. …