To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time. ~Clara Ortega

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Early Saturday morning we got bundled up to go out in the cold and feed the homeless families an early Thanksgiving breakfast. We got to the place at 7:30 and they were still airing it out from all the single men that had just left to go downtown. They told us there were 3 times as many families this year than usual. Alot of the children needed help caring their hot chocolate, orange juice and plate of pancakes and ham to their room. We got to help them carry the food and as a result got a look at the room where they all stay together. It was so sad to see bed after bed packed into one large room with barely enough room to walk around. Each family only gets one bed for the entire family.The children were just darling and my heart just broke for them but they were so polite and kind. It was good experience for all of us. I came home and washed up 3 nice comforters I'd promised a man and his 2 sons. He was so grateful.


McKay said...

That's a really neat experience. It really helps keep you grateful.

Shelby said...

Wow, that is so neat, mom you are such a blessing to so many people. I am just amazed by you everyday. But I'm really sad me and Brandon missed it, wish we could have gone, but glad you guys got the experience.

makana said...

I love how you are always looking for ways to serve and always so thoughtful and giving. What an example you are.