Their Shoes #37

Carl received his shoes from his cousin, Justin. “The shoes are a size 10. I’m a size 13. And they’re women’s shoes. But, I’m not complaining.” What is your biggest struggle with poverty on a daily basis? “Shelter. I’ve been living on the street for three days now. I was staying with my sister but… Continue reading Their Shoes #37

To Everything There Is A Season…

Life is busy. Glancing around my home the other day, I noticed a few things out of place. Two brilliant red hearts still hung from the kitchen ceiling. They were displayed there for Valentine’s Day. Another Valentine’s Day decoration, a heart-shaped bunch of flowers remains in the foyer. A Christmas ornament was found hanging on a plant.… Continue reading To Everything There Is A Season…

Their Shoes #36

Michael started volunteering at the homeless shelter at the end of May because his friend, Brent helped out here. Michael bought his shoes at National Sports. What is your biggest struggle with poverty on a daily basis? “I personally don’t struggle with poverty but from what I’ve seen here at the shelter, I think clothing… Continue reading Their Shoes #36

My Father’s Gift

“The best thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother.” While this quote by John Wooden may not apply to many family situations nowadays, it did apply to my own family. To love unconditionally with your whole soul sets a wonderful example to children. For Father’s Day, let me share… Continue reading My Father’s Gift

Their Shoes #35

“Michael” asked that his real name not be used. He obtained his shoes from the local detox centre. What is your biggest struggle with poverty on a daily basis? “Clothing! I’ve lost all my good clothes. I only have a few articles which are decent. I lost them over time when I was homeless. When… Continue reading Their Shoes #35

Home Sweet Home!

Our family slowly split up in separate vehicles and left the family gathering about ten minutes from our childhood South-Western Ontario town. As we approached Wallaceburg, I turned to my husband, Guy. I asked, “Can we drive by my childhood home? We have to!” We made two turns off of the main highway. I pointed… Continue reading Home Sweet Home!