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The useless art of looking for housing

Since my last post I've been mired with a fruitless task that I've taken on myself. Find someplace for three people to live. Those three people being my Mom and two brothers. I'll say right now they were not dealt a good hand in life and my brothers suffer from mental issues,etc. Physical disability, ETC. They need help but they need to go get that help-that's nothing I can do for someone else. Bad credit ✔ Dont have IDs ✔ Low income ✔ Smokers ✔
So everyones optimistic leads of senior living facilities, low income Section 8, etc....impossible. This is a whole other world of despair which I hope no one knows.
I did what I could. And when the judge said you got 7 days to clear out or we'll clear you out I scoured the internet even harder than I already had been but found nothing to fit their level of need. I raised a good little chunk to help them move. Rented a Uhaul, got a storage facility secured and began the painful transfer of STUFF into the unit- in the cold. Wishing this stuff were going into their new place. Wishing they had a new place. But the cold reality is come Tuesday they will officially be homeless but with a little chunk of change to get somewhere and anywhere. It makes me think of my own bad credit...my own barely there income and that everything is just getting more expensive. If this isn't a wake up call to proactively do something for the future I don't know what is. This could easily be me if someone decided it so because I live at the mercy of others.
While buying locks for her storage yesterday I saw a family of four bundled up and begging in the cold outside of Walmart. Homeless. Someone had bought them some Chick-Fil-A. I survived last month on the kindness of friends. I hope the world can be kind to them. To my family.
I noticed the turkeys and Thanksgiving food as if in a haze. I guess it is that holiday season. I have had zero interest or time to even enjoy life. I work. I try to find people a house. I work. I try to keep my house of cards from falling.
But still Im hopeful for better things.
Today I will move boxes of stuff in the cold and put little wishes on each one that they find their way out of storage soon and into a real house.
I'm thankful work has picked up for me so I can not stress so much about bills and direct some energy towards this emergency.
Im tired and doing all I can and hoping for magic.
Just a little magic just this one last time.



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