A Community Of HOPE.. Birthday Blessings

 

 

A Community of Hope..

Birthday Dreams and Blessings...

As this is my 21^st Birthday outside, on the streets... Birthdays

are not Something I look forward to, much like Holidays on the

streets. And this birthday was no exception. But it has turned

into a month, and year, of blessings and gifts brought my way.

Birthday Notes...

Another Birthday Year on the Streets

Twenty-one Birthdays now outside. Twenty-first Birthday of life

on the streets. Not something that gives me cause to Celebrate.

Living on the streets is not the gift I would hope to receive,

and not one I would wish for.

But I have so much to be grateful for... so many Gifts of Love

brought to my life and to my heart, time and time again.

So many of the Community have reached out to offer support,

so many have shown they cared and that I Matter.

Especially after the Police Department Forced me to leave,

after giving me Permission to be where I was. The Community

stepped up to the Plate in a Huge way.

Most of this year has been on foot when the vehicle I

received as a Donation, that would at the very

least, finally give me a roof over my head, broke down,

leaving me stranded, quite literally, on the freeway.

But the Community rallied around me and helped

in ways I could never repay. They helped to restore

my mobility and get my vehicle running, once more.

It still has issues, but it is Running... and I can move it when

I need to, which allows me to take care of some personal business, be

able to get to some appointments, take care of needs and essentials,

for the most part. And that alone is a tremendous blessing

and something I am deeply grateful for.

Along with helping me so much with my vehicle, the community

has reached out even further with extending me offers

to house sit and pet sit while they are away for a few days,

here and there. Trusting me because of the way their dogs

respond to me. I met most, if not all of the community,

because of their dogs, who insisted on coming to say hi

to me. Animals are excellent people readers, and people

trust their pets' insticnts... and in turn, trust me as a result.

I don't take that lightly. And am deeply honored and grateful

for all the help I have received. I found out Angels are REAL,

and do exist. And these Angels presented themselves as a

Community. A Community of Love, Support, Healing...

And not only has the Community stepped up and offered so

much help, but other neighboring Police Departments found out

how I was treated by the one who forced me to leave and

offered refuge in their cities, giving me permission to stay

and be left alone. And the Community continues to

reach out to me.. Offering House Sits and Pet Sitting

opportunities with greater frequency and allowing me to park

in their driveways and in front of their Homes when the need arises

and the cops force me to leave for just being present. When I am

doing nothing wrong, not breaking any laws,

not harming anyone, just minding my own

business, usually reading or writing...

The Community has awakened the Beauty of who most

people are at their Core. People filled with Heart,People who care

and want to help. But that has not been my experience for most

of my residency on the streets. But thanks to this Community,

they have made this a Memorial Birthday year.

This Birthday, and year, is a Treasured Gift!

 

A New Loss...

   A New Loss…..A Blessing very short lived

After more than a decade and a half of barely existing around the periphery of life, of society…. 

Of humanity…. Of being forced to live on the cold, brutal streets, I was blessed by being given a 

vehicle, albeit one that needed absolutely everything repaired or replaced on it…. Literally, absolutely 

everything from the inside out.   But, it was finally a roof overhead, which was the real purpose of the 

vehicle, the first roof I have had over my head in over 16 years, that at least afforded me some shelter 

from the elements, as well as from the 2 legged animals of the human variety, was taken from me shortly 

after it was gifted on me, by the actions of an ill-trained, new Starbucks delivery driver who smashed the

 back end by pulling in the wrong way, then trying to correct his position, destroyed the only roof I finally 

had over my head, taking not only the only shelter I had, but my home, as well. Forcing me back out to 

the debris of elements, .... of human waste.....and various visitors of the streets, once more.  

Apparently, any kind of shelter or home, in any regard, is not to be for me in this lifetime.

Perhaps it was for the best, as I was just working on getting things taken care of, bit by bit, and found a 

great mechanic willing to work with me… allowing me to pay what I could, as I could. Something you 

just don’t find anymore. But it was truly a mixed blessing, to say the least, as I had a very difficult time of 

trying to even get the requirements of the law for it taken care of, or even to just be in possession of it…. 

All the state junk like: the license, tags, registration, smog, insurance….just for starters. And in the 

process of all that, attempt all the repairs needed on it, little by little, piece by time consuming piece….

until it was taken from me. Seems my entire life has been a by-product of someone else’s actions 

against me, where I am left paying the price of what they did, or have done.

It was parked in a Safeway lot, and a new Starbucks delivery driver did not know what he was doing, or 

how to drive the delivery truck, smashed the back end of my vehicle, my home….. and once again, 

literally left me out in the cold.

The insurance company refused to repair the vehicle from the damage caused by the driver, citing that the 

damage done was greater than what the value of the vehicle was, so they totaled it out, and only 

extended the barest minimum of what the perceived value of the value was, barely enough to even eat on, 

but not enough to put another roof over my head, mobile or otherwise.

So, I was blessed for the briefest of time, before that was taken from me.

This loss, yet Another loss, happened on December 5, 2015…. thanks to a negligent, irresponsible delivery 

driver who did not know what he was doing or how to park...more things destroyed and taken away from 

me because of his actions as he backed straight into my home...  Leaving me devastated in its wake. 

My life has been filled with an endless array of losses…. Each time, leaving a heavier feel in your heart, 

wondering what is the point if the only blessings, the only good to come about in your life, are 

removed so suddenly??? What is the point in living, when it has been made crystal clear, time and 

time again, that you life has no value, no meaning???? And certainly not welcomed, 

in any regard, no matter where you are.

You become more and more resigned to what life has taken from you… as it feels more like a life 

sentence, a punishing life sentence that you were sentenced to without being informed 

of the crime(s) you committed.

Things become even more compounded and increasingly difficult to deal with and endure when you 

have no one to turn to, no place to go when you are forced to live life... whatever your life is, 

on the streets….then when something happens to you physically, such as food poisoning or like 

your back seizing up completely on you out of nowhere, as you are leaning over to brush your teeth, 

or pulling up your pants. Leaving you literally, fully and completely helpless…. Unable to move, 

barely able to breathe, unable to dress, use the bathroom, anything and everything…… there is 

absolutely nothing you can do when that happens, you are literally and in the truest sense at the 

mercy of life. The excruciating pain you are forced to endure and there is 

nothing you can do about it. Nothing.  

Life…..something that is taking the very life out of you!!