The fickle hand of fate....
I started back to my volunteer work at the North Coast Ecumenical Center today. I'd stopped for my hip surgery but now that I'm walking ok I thought I could handle it.
The NCEC is an organization designed to distribute food, emergency funds, clothing, etc. for those out of work, homeless and such. Jane goes over once a week to distribute food and I do data input for statistics. Some of the food comes from the Federal Government and they need statistics.
I spent a couple of hours inputting names. The details of why they came in are on the work sheets I copied from. They were all just ordinary folks; some had made bad decisions and choices (drugs and crime) but otherwise, they were just like you and me.
When I see things like that, it makes me stop and wonder at how I got here... luck? accident? I imagine if I stood in their shoes for a day, I'd appreciate what I've got a lot more!
The NCEC is an organization designed to distribute food, emergency funds, clothing, etc. for those out of work, homeless and such. Jane goes over once a week to distribute food and I do data input for statistics. Some of the food comes from the Federal Government and they need statistics.
I spent a couple of hours inputting names. The details of why they came in are on the work sheets I copied from. They were all just ordinary folks; some had made bad decisions and choices (drugs and crime) but otherwise, they were just like you and me.
When I see things like that, it makes me stop and wonder at how I got here... luck? accident? I imagine if I stood in their shoes for a day, I'd appreciate what I've got a lot more!
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