The Gift of Homelessness

But before that I heard the rain coming down

It was bouncing lightly off the roof

It's raining

And it's 5 O'Clock in the morning

The rain on the street

Was starting to puddle up

I saw it ripple the reflection of the houselights

And I was warm and I was safe

I wasn't worried about sleeping in my car

Having to choose between wrapping up in extra clothes and encasing myself in a heavy blanket

Or having to run my car almost out of gas to keep warm and the window cracked to not suffocate

Hard to believe I did that to survive

But I was one of the lucky ones

Because all around me people were outside with no car or no shelter maybe near the end of life

Yes it's hard being homeless especially when you have a family or others depending on you

Or you depending on them

And everybody's situation is different no two are the same

I chose to be and regret that time

Maybe it made me stronger and maybe it didn't

Before I became homeless I didn't really worry about it

I said that it was something that happened to others but never to me

Then my wife and kids saw it happen to me

I lost everything

Thanks To God and to those concerned I did not lose my life

Think about me...think about others

It could be, might be or maybe one day be you?