MY THANKS TO THIS YEAR I was homeless this year. I never thought I would see the day that I couldnt take care of myself in a way that at least provided shelter, and then I ran my big fat mouth and got myself tossed into the streets. It wasnt an eviction. It was the termination of my month to month lease. No reason needed. Get Out. Fair enough. I was out. I pay for my freedoms and I expect certain liberties. I didnt think it was too much to ask to have broken things fixed, and mold removed. I asked nicely the first few months and then.... I wrote about it. Writing is therapeutic. (to everyone except for the person being written about) The blog that caused me to be temporarily out of housing was written in regards to the slum lord who at one time was my friend. We used to attend dinner parties at one of her homes in Mcallister Park. I would name her except she should not be named. #Voldemort I have no right to forgive her the opportunity to have a future of good and kindness. Unfortunately, that has not been the case. She is exactly what I called her out publicly to be the first time. She is a slum lord. I received a call a few days back, from a tenant who lived below me. He is the sweetest old man, near eighty-four and still out mowing the lawn because otherwise the property would be over run. He is a veteran, proud and proper, serving our country until he was too old. He does not speak ill of anyone, nor does he bend so low as to gossip. He was not calling for that. He called me full of tired. He sounded frail, like a leaf pressed too long for time to hold its shape. Hi there, his voice crackled. I called to ask how you are doing? How is Sapphire? I was happy to tell him that we are well, that Sapphire is excelling in school, and that I am thriving, at home finally with the guy I was sweet on back then. Josh. Yes... I am still with Josh. He was happy to hear it. He seems like a good fellow, a gentleman. I agreed, assuredly and then he broached new territory. You would not believe how bad it has gotten here Amber. The condition of this place. Its disgraceful.. I was quiet because I had heard rumor and also of scandal. This time I was a lady, holding my tongue. It was his ill to speak. Instead I asked. How can I help my friend? Ill come mow the lawn in the spring, but what can I do now? I wanted to invite him to come live with us... except for the cats.... My old friend, perked, I just need you to smile for me Amber. Thats all I need to make things better. I laughed, heart aching for how grateful I am to have been forced out of hell and onto the streets. The streets have always served me better as to rise from the slum with new direction. I am grateful for this year, and I am looking forward to the progress of the next. Homes are made by love. There will be enough to shelter my friends. To you out there... Go with love. My best is with you smiling :) Happy New Year!!!!!!!
Posted on: Thu, 01 Jan 2015 03:42:13 +0000
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