The hard part of working with homeless families came at 4 :50 today. My computer still warm, keys freshly pulled from cabinet locks , I was mentally out the door when my name blurted from the overhead speakers. A woman and her 2 small children Had walked into the lobby with their world in a tall rolling suitcase. Her food stamp worker had directed her to find me.
If I had a magic wand ; my friends, oh if I had a wand.
I would create shelter space for disabled parents who can’t participate in Welfare to Work.
I would build family shelters for families of all sizes and types.
I would include one on one tutoring and door to door school bus transportation for homeless school aged kids.
If I had a magic wand, I would not have to turn people out onto the streets because it was not possible to put a roof over them before I went to my own home.
However, all I have is an ink pen.
This totally sucks.