If I’m Honest…

If I’m honest, then I must admit that I used to look down my nose at people who needed Section 8…now I need it. If I’m honest, then I must admit that I had preconceived notions of who the homeless were…now I’m they. If I’m honest, then I must admit that I used to thinkContinue reading “If I’m Honest…”

Where Does Your Mind Go When the Wind Whips?

One of the first things I think of when the cold wind whips through the trees, is that I’m so very grateful for my warm home. Yes, I know it is not perfect. It may be very small, but it is not open to the elements. When the cold snow is swirling in the streetlightsContinue reading “Where Does Your Mind Go When the Wind Whips?”