Resolution is the prompt of the day. The obvious choice is to write about New Year’s resolutions. Since I am not overly creative, I started this flow with the obvious by thinking about my list of things to change/do/stop … you know resolve. But then I asked Lulu …
Me: “Hey baby girl what’s the first thing that comes to mind when I say resolution?”
Lulu: “Hmmm, maybe when you solve a problem, you reach a resolution?”
Me: “Huh, that is Webster’s second definition. I am going with that”
I wish we could reach a resolution for homelessness.
Yesterday as I drove to the bank, in my car, with a full tank of gas, a heater to warm me and tunes to soothe me, I was stopped at a red light. I looked slightly to my left and there stood Miguel. I’ve given him food through the car window before …cookies and snacks. A tea from Bill Miller’s when it was hot outside. Most recently I gave him a hand sanitizer that he seemed to get really excited over.
This time I had nothing with me. Plus he was one lane over from me in the median by the inside lane. It was very cold and he looked miserable. Though his sign had a bright red and green Merry Christmas message. He was smiling like he always does. I have no idea what struck me but I lost it. Miguel! Why Miguel? Why not me?
My mind was racing as it always does. How does this happen? Why am I the one in this car with a place to sleep tonight? What can I do to invoke change?
Then the light turn green. I wiped my eyes. And I drove to the bank, in my car, with a full tank of gas, a heater to warm me and tunes to soothe me.
Coward. I feel like a coward. All talk and no action. So I plan to educate myself on what can be done. On how I can help. To become part of the resolution.
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As always, more to come.