We all have passion for various unique things. Mine would be that I love to help what some would call the "bowels" of society. I just call them The Needy, needy for whatever it is they need at that particular moment in their life. I absolutely
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If you asked me to name what I would enjoy doing for the rest of my life, whether I got paid for it or not, I would quickly reply... To Serve . To serve the poor, the needy, the deflated, the addicts, the children, the women, those who are treated differently because of who or what they are, etc. See the thing about me is I don't care who you are, what you have or what you do. I only want to serve them in ways that I feel led by God. I want nothing back, no expectations. I do it purely for the Joy and Peace I receive from serving.
I have a good friend who possesses the same desires as myself. We like to find different ways to volunteer, help and/or give. One opportunity that was fun as well as funny was when we worked at Harvesters a few different times. The last time was probably the most fun experience there. Our job was to fill boxes with different paper products such as toilet paper, paper towels and Kleenex. The catch was each box had to weigh 9 lbs. The trouble was that we had to fill these not so big boxes with enough items to equal 9 lbs. This may seem like a breeze of a job, but I implore you to take your turn there to see how very difficult this seemingly easy task was. We shared many laughs that day, but left there satisfied, peaceful and glowing with Happy. Since then we have found all kind of things to participate in, each completely different from the other, but they all make us Happy. I find that when I take my mind of myself: my trials and tribulations, that I am able to concentrate that energy turning it into giving of myself to others without requirements or expectations of any rewards or recognition.
The last time we volunteered I found out about an organization called N2N (Neighbor To Neighbor). They have a place in the bottom of a church in Westport that serves breakfast, lunch and dinner to all who are hungry. I was excited to take part in this. So I scheduled a night for us to bring some of the dinner side dishes, as well as to help serve the food and assist with the clean up. All was going like clock work, and found myself standing around eager to go out to speak to some of the people. On this particular night I was drawn to a table that sat a family of four: a mom, her two kids and her boyfriend.
I walked over speaking to the children first. As I am talking to them I gradually began incorporating the other two. I find that people will let their guard down when they sense I have no agenda when I approach them. Making conversation with the children was a good way in to their hearts. We sat talking for a while when they finally began opening up to me about their current situation. I listened intently, without passing judgment, taking in every word they shared. Turned out they were homeless, jobless and as an old church pastor used to say, "Broke, Busted and Disgusted" lol.
I didn't know what to do so I began writing down every rental agent I knew that would help them find an apartment that would work with them, their credit and their situation. Then the light went on! I remembered my friend telling me that he had "more work than he had workers". (Rubs hands together while wheels are turning inside my head conspiring a plan LOL). I tell them to wait just a minute. Spoke to my friend who told me to have him call between 8:30-9:30am the next morning. They were so happy and grateful. The man (boyfriend) shook my hand looking in my eyes repeating thank you over and over again.
Went back into the kitchen to start cleaning up so they could close everything down for the night. My friend and I agreed that if he was serious, really wanted this job, he'd call. If he didn't there was nothing more we could do. What do you know? At 8:22am the next morning Bobby called. He began two days later working for my friend on one of his job sites.
Now I am not going to say this guy did not have his fair share of issues. Let me first state that Bobby is 21 years old lol. That pretty much says it all lol. During his first few months he managed to get beat up, arrested for an unpaid ticket, need help being driven to cash checking places and well he took more smoke breaks than anyone I have ever known lol. However, he was trying. He seemed quite happy to be getting his life back on track. He was making something better for himself, his girlfriend and her two sweet children.
Never fails when a person decides to take newly paved Road B instead of good 'ol beat down Road A, the devil will rear his ugly head to start poking around in things that are beginning to go down the right path. The last three to four weeks of Bobby working for my friend were different than his normal upbeat spirit he had about him. My friend could see changes in his appearance, his attitude and his energy. He seemed slower, weaker and more depressed. We knew that his girlfriend and him were going through a lot, (and I mean A LOT!) some of them very sad where they suffered a loss.
On Sunday, May 27th 2012, Bobby passed away. His girlfriend had related that she had found him in the bathroom when she arrived back home. See because of his job producing pay checks, they were no longer homeless as Bobby found an apartment for them to all live in. Unfortunately, he also now had money which caused his old addiction to sneak back into their lives again. Bobby and his girlfriend were recovering heroin addicts. Bobby made the fateful choice to reengage his habit, for whatever reasons, and began using again. On Sunday Bobby died of an overdose from Heroin.
What a blow this was for my friend and I to find out. I was crushed to hear about my new friend that we had so gladly lent a helping hand to in his, their, time of need. I do not know what happened from the moment they left that church that night we met them, but I do know without a shadow of a doubt that all six of us were brought into each others lives for a purpose. I am assured that I did what God led me to do.... Serve : giving unselfishly of myself in an act of Love. I did what I was supposed to do. My friend did what he was supposed to do. Sadly Bobby lost his life at too early of an age. Twenty-one years old (21 years old) is far too young to die!
See what keeps me going is I truly believe this world that we know is NOT the end. I believe that he went to Heaven. I believe that in the last moments, minutes, of his life, Jesus sat there on that dirty bathroom floor holding Bobby waiting until his last breath was expelled. Then he forgave him for all his sins welcoming him into the kingdom of God to live in Heaven for infinity. I do believe that God will give everyone "the Chance", whether that is when you are a badly hurting little girl at the age of eight or you are a twenty-one year old young man who accidentally made one too many bad decisions which ended his life.
I find myself okay for a while, but then he will repeatedly enter my thoughts again where I find myself extremely sad and heartbroken over this travesty. See I am not your normal breed of folk. I absorb all of the emotions that everyone involved feels, and I feel them myself. I am a very empathetic as well as sympathetic woman! I see everyone hurting, see their loss. It is gut wrenching to see this young man dead when he was just on the cusp of something bigger and better for himself and his "family". I see him as a child of God that is equal to me, valued exactly the same; no less-no more. I see him as a person that no matter what his "deal" was, he deserved to be Loved, Treated with respect/dignity and Appreciated for the person his soul was... Is .
Right now I am sad, sitting here on my bed writing about a man that should have been another success story,but instead is another story of a life lost. You may be saying to yourself, "Who cares? He was a junkie! He had it coming when he played with fire". To you he may be just another "junkie", but to me he was a Friend .
If you find it in your heart, feel led, feel the desire, please keep his family and friends in your prayers as I am sure this is an extremely tough time for All.
Thank you Bobby for opening your heart to us, allowing us to be a part of you and your "family's lives. See you on the flip side... :-(
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