What difference does it make to help someone?
I woke up this morning thinking about what difference do I make in this world by helping others who are in need. I grew up with a giving heart and still have it today. It's hard for me to imagine not helping someone in need. It was ingrained in me from a child to always help those in need. My Grand Mother and Mom would always help anyone in need even if they really didn't need anything. They were just that way. My Grand Mother always said you never know when you might need help. So I followed that rule my whole life.
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| Down on your luck |
Then it came to a point in my life where I needed help but no one was there and so I had to learn to rely on God for being my resource. It was very hard. I could not even get a job washing dishes. It was very frustrating for me because I had helped people in need my whole life. Why was I not getting the help I needed. I just did everything I could to help myself out. I didn't mind living outside. I actually enjoyed it. I loved to camp out as a child. It was different this time because I was in a big city full of people I did not know. Most were very rude and would not even acknowledge I was there. I felt that the world had lost it's values and caring for others. I did not know that those in the city never had that type of upbringing. I was astonished at how ignorant those people were. And yet I was ignorant as to how they were brought up.
I grew up in a small community where to we took care of each other. We had everything we needed. We helped strangers who come through town and anybody in need. We helped other communities when there was a need. To me this was the American way or at least so I thought until I had to move to a big city. I hated the big city because it was so different from what I was used to. I just wanted to go back to my small community and be of use instead of a useless individual in a big city. There has been many times I wished I could turn back time but we know that is not real.
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| Looking for food |
Right before my low point in life I was working as a onsite mechanic from cars to trucks and trailers, to airport refuellers and toters and such. I stayed very busy and made really good money. Then one day I got off a very busy on call week with only about 16 hours of sleep for the week and was headed home. I never made it home. I was in an accident that put me in the hospital for three and a half months with lot of physical therapy and such. It was very hard to rest and not be able to work. I stayed with friends for a while and my Sister as well when I returned to my job but in a different position for lesser money. I then moved into town and got an apartment to be closer to work. I was there a year longer and they let me go. I tried everything I could to get work but to no avail. So I went four years without work not sure if I ever would get to work again. In that whole time I never received any help from anyone to help me in my situation. I gave up on humanity and the compassionate heart. People are more engrossed in themselves than anything else. But I never quit giving even with what little I had I gave because I knew they needed it and it was a great joy in doing so. There is nothing like the feeling you get when you help someone in need. It's the most magical thing that could ever be.
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| Receiving Help |
I had stayed patient believing that one day it would change and that day came when I met my second wife. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me. We moved to another state to care for my Dad who was in bad health. So we were helping my Dad and I was also working at a wonderful Company that took good care of us. Then a year and a half into the employment with the Company I sustained a concussion that took me out of work. My job ended six months later and no insurance to cover continuing medical expenses and prescriptions. We received a lot of help from the hospital and friends over the first few months but then everything stopped. I was turned down repeatedly by medicaid and disability. So we were in a spot where I was once before and it's frustrating. However my wife the blessing that she is says we'll do this together.
We were given a trailer house for $1 that needed work but we were grateful that we had gotten that and from dear friends we go to church with. My wife was already on disability so this was a blessing also. Yet she brought in less than $1,000 a month. We managed with what we had with a house that needed work but we were happy. Little by little we got some things fixed and or replaced.
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| Homeless yet Happy |
What I am trying to say is that we can not give up on hope that things will get better. We can not give up on those who need us even with the little we have. Life is about us doing life together and helping each other. This is love and unity which builds lives. So when you see someone down on their luck. Extend a hand and help because they sure need it. You can also reach out by helping campaigns that reach out to those in need by volunteering or contributing. A little help does make a big difference in someones life. I hope this short Bio inspires you in one way or another.
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