Moving...is hard to do

Well, it's official. Last night Christa Ruth helped me hang up my curtains in my room. My room is complete. Pictures and all. I love it! Nice and cozy. Christa called it the Queen's room or something to that nature. I'll have to take some pics of our new place and post them.

It's nice to have a place called home. The biggest thing that gives me comfort is my room. All I ever need is a little space of my own to feel safe and comforted. Today it struck me how lost I would feel without a home. I can't imagine loosing my home, or being homeless. I thank God that he provides the means for me to have a place to live. Winter is around the corner which is the worst time to be without a home. I might have to research what I can do to help out with that.

Last Saturday Joel and I volunteered with our church at a mini-clinic in the trailer park. We were in charge of Height & Weight...let's just say Joel did height and I did the weight. It was a great experiences. Really opened my eyes..and I know Joel's' too...to the darkness that covers the trailer park by our church. So many people getting into trouble for lack of other things to do. A man named Tommy came to visit...he had been evicted from the trailer park the day before but was still hanging around. Tommy was an emotional roller coaster. He was so full of alcohol I can't imagine what his insides look like. It was one of the hardest things I've seen someone do to them self. What do you do in a situation like that?

There isn't much to say or do. Mike (our pastor) talked to Tommy the entire day of the clinic. Tried to be helpful, be a listening ear but also strong in that Tommy needs to make changes in his life or he will die...very soon.

Well I better get moving...class got pushed to tonight from last night! I didn't have much homework due so that was exciting! I love this class so I want to soak as much of it up as possible.