Gasoline for the Soul

Last week I was putting gas in my car and a homeless man approached me. He asked me for money and I gave it to him. I felt sorry for him because it was cold and it seems that he doesn't have a home where he can warm up. Two minutes later, another man did the same. This one looked stronger and healthier than the one before. I did the same, but even that I felt good about my actions, there was something that bothered me. How is it possible for so many people being alone in a cold dark night? Where they really in need or they were taking advantage of people and have some other purpose for that money? Anyways, I did what I was suppose to do and still feeling good about it.

In the Need of Help

Last week in the clinic I saw so many people in need. Everybody were sad looking. Some of them, I guess, received bad news; while other looked really sick and worried about the bills. There is so much to do for these people. Same thing happens "where the soldiers go". Medications are, now a days, a luxury for many people. Medicare is not supporting these needs. I can't do anything about this, but the government can... but if course... if money weren't used in unnecessary things.

A smile made a difference!

Yesterday, I was moving to a new apartment and saw a man in the streets. He has no legs, but prosthesis. Not only that, he was deaf and cannot speaks. What a poor man! I said to myself. The problem is that I did not feel pity for him, but for me and the rest of the world. Must of the time I heard people complaining about situations in life; and I cough myself doing that recently. What about the man asking for money? I gave him money, but worthier than that, I asked God to help him. He was really grateful (he said: "thanks" in sign language); and I said your-welcome in the same way.  His smile was priceless as my feelings at that moment. How far down we, as a society, had fell?

"Sometimes we need to stop and smell the flowers".

Here I go!

Went to Legacy, did the TB and passed the test. They will make me do something away from the patients (no contact with them). I wanted to be able to help in another way. There are people there who needs help (maybe translating - I am a natural Spanish speaker).

The only thing that they will allow me to do is file papers.... :-(