Everything that is done in the world is done by hope.
Thanks, you all, for the kind comments and emails. No test results yet from the doctor saying anything we don't already know. So I've been keeping busy in the meantime. Let me tell you about Valentine's Day....
So I started this little...group?...organization?...in my city called HUGS for the Homeless. Hats-Underwear-Gloves-Socks. We have a website and everything. Basically, the idea is to provide new winter and underwear- and socks- for our homeless friends because, let's face it, everyone needs clean underpants. And a warm hat and gloves. And clean socks. Especially people on the street or in shelters.
So this Valentine's Day, I organized a little drive called Sweets for Soles. The goal was to get homemade Valentines, some candy, and lots of clean socks to 100 of my city's homeless. To be honest, I thought we'd probably do 50 and so I set my goal for double that.
Saturday, we delivered 125 Valentines. 125. You have to see the video:
She told us that her kids are not in contact with her ever since she left their abusive father and became homeless. "I feel so forgotten and so worthless," she said. "I can't see my grandkids and woke up this morning thinking about what I'd give to see their faces or get a Valentine from them."
Thanks to everyone around here who gave, Sue wasn't alone or forgotten this Valentine's Day, and she DID get a Valentine. She told me that she will sleep with her Valentine under her pillow to remind her that someone cares.
It was the best Valentine's Day I ever had. Ever.
A TV producer from a local station contacted me yesterday and asked about the event. What was the motivation behind this?, she asked me.
Hope, I said. We all need to know that there is always hope. Or, as one kid wrote on his Valentine: You still have hope so don't worry.
We still have hope. Don't worry.
Happy belated Valentine's to you, friend. Hold out hope. -Brin