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We asked for your assistance in finding a solution to homelessness and hunger. We also asked for your truth. And, we got it – thank you!
From personal encounters with those on the street to the mind chatter and questions that live inside our heads, we learn from each other’s struggle and reactions. We learn about our own humanity. We learn that we are more alike than different. And, we learn to see, feel and give with our hearts. Everything we do matters. Continue Reading →
By: Kelly Williams
Over the last few years, the sick feeling inside of my stomach has grown in intensity each and every time I encounter a person on the street asking for food, money or work. If I have food with me, I give it. If I have nothing, I acknowledge the person with my eyes and say, “I’m sorry.” And, no matter what I do, the sick feeling in my stomach just sits tight, my eyes well up with tears and my heart aches with sadness. Continue Reading →
By: Michael Cross
At the end of January, a couple weeks after returning from celebrating my mother’s 86th birthday in Las Vegas, I received a call from my Aunt Ginny informing me that my mother, Bette, was in the hospital and in serious condition.
I flew out to find she was suffering from kidney failure. This was the first time since my brother was born that mom was in a hospital. It was a shock to see her with the myriad of needles and hoses in a stark room with uniformed attendants. This setting would change slightly three times over the next two months and end at Nathan Adelson Hospice where my mom chose to complete her time here on earth. Continue Reading →
