What's Next?

What’s Next?

Linda’s Story. She is 50 years old.             Life was moving all around me, but I was standing still.  My youngest was off for college, my husband had his job, and I was sitting, still recovering from an injury that had happened years before.  I was tired of it.  What was next for me?  I […]

We Are All the Same

Amber’s Story. She is 26 years old. I remember hearing my mother cry, though she did her best to hide the tears. She never wanted me and my little sister to feel afraid, insecure. “The water will only be off for a day,” she’d say, forcing a smile. She would give us some crackers or […]

The Smell of Hopelessness

Oscar’s Story. He is 51 years old. The main factors that caused me to become homeless were basically alcohol and drugs. I didn’t have the best thinking and I would try to rationalize and minimize my failures by using alcohol and drugs. I had no desire to get help because of my thinking. I was […]

The Man in the Last Pew

—for the man with the same name as mine   It’s a little thing for me to live through these cards. They show the places that make my mind smile—   places I’d live in if I knew magic, or didn’t have the job of owning all of the dreams of my past.   Christmas […]

Stepping Stones

Mary’s Story. She is 30 years old. I didn’t plan to be homeless… but then, I guess, nobody does. The problems started because I lived in Fort Wayne, but my job was in Avilla – more than a 20 mile drive each way. So having a car was a necessity. But on a limited budget, […]

Outside Living

James’s Story. He is 56 years old. I been living outside for awhile now, but that’s gonna change soon. I got some things in the works. You know what I mean? But, it’s not easy. Here, we don’t have safe houses. In other states, like Michigan, when winters are harsh, there are places where you […]

Nothing Else Mattered

Dwight’s Story. He is 60 years old.             I was a juvenile delinquent and I never knew my biological dad. All I know is my dad was Polish, but my mother could not pronounce or spell his name. My stepfather was a roofer. Whenever he was off, he was at the bars, so I believe […]

No Regrets

Caroline’s Story. She is 41 years old. My journey to homelessness began when I took my children and left my abusive husband and rented an apartment in 2010. I was employed by a public school system during this time.  In April of 2012, I was terminated due to absences resulting from mandatory court dates for […]

How I Became Homeless

John’s Story. He wrote this account himself. I am 32 years of age, a community college, and the single father of a beautiful 4-year-old girl. I was born and raised here in Indiana, but have spent a great deal of my life in South Florida as well. I had a pretty normal childhood. I have […]

Helping the Invisible be Seen

Miss Sally’s Story. She is 45 years old. The short article that follows is a compilation of information I gathered after talking with Sally about Street Reach for the Homeless and Dinner and Duds.  Sally’s mission is to serve food and provide essential items for the homeless, the precariously housed, those residing in transitional shelters […]