I saw my neighbor this morning. She brought me coffee 🙂
It’s true, Phillip and I were up until about 2am knitting and crocheting to stock our shop so that we could sell everything we could to help her out with her rent. We’ve made some good progress, but we still have a long way to go. Knowing this, she brought us some coffee and I told her how far we had gotten. I thought she was going to cry. She wanted me to tell all of you how grateful she is for your help and your concern. While we were up late knitting and crocheting, she was out delivering pizzas from open to close. So, she popped down before we both embarked on our days. She said, “I’ve only got about 24 hours.” My reply? “If you’re doing everything you can, I’ll do everything I can. If you, Phillip and I have to stay up all night, we’ll get there.”
I really do want to help her. I want to help anyone in anyway I can. I’m looking out my window now. My hands pecking at the keys without my eyes on them, my vision focused towards my view. I have a lush green expanse of bold trees and blooming flowers, a hefty, billowing cloud slowly rolling through azure. I can safely step in any direction. I have a place of peace, a place of refuge that anyone who lends them self to Whitman would find a place of reflection. Life is good here at 1225. We’ve turned dead spaces in gardens. We’ve built a small community around our croquet games. We’ve built a word my neighbor has never seen. One of using what you have to make your life better, more enjoyable. Simple smiles carrying more weight than any trash you see on the news.
Phillip? Phillip grows vegetables. And when everything is ripe? Anyone and everyone is allowed to come grab a fresh tomato or zucchini.
I have my talents, my words, my busy spidery hands spinning through yarn. And I have all of this, this beautifully sweet world, because others believed in me. And now I want to do the same for her. She’s only been here a month and seeing for the first time that life CAN be wonderful, it CAN be enjoyable and peaceful….if YOU put that peace into the universe.
If you’ve followed this blog for a long time, you know that I’ve always insisted that I sought security and stability for the sake of becoming a philanthropist. I’ve realized that I don’t have to wait until then. I can begin now, with what I have, with what I can do.
So, it’s about noon on the east coast, Sept 4th. We have about until tomorrow morning at 9am to get her rent paid. We have a ways to go, but we’ve already accomplished enough to give her hope and optimism.
I want so much for her to see that despite her past abuses from others, that there ARE good people in the world. She moved into our building a month ago, leaving an abusive husband she was married to for 18 years. She grabbed her daughter and left, wanting to move onto a better life for her daughter, to go to a better school, to live in a friendly safe environment….and she met us. She has few teeth left, delivers pizzas for dominoes, and slaves like a dog to make things better for her and her daughter. But, sometimes….no matter how hard you work, you don’t quite make it. And knowing she couldn’t make what she needed to finish paying her rent, Phillip and I have stepped in, using our shop and our donate button to help her. If it were up to me? I’d make it all right for a month. Help her finish paying rent, some towards the electric, a full pantry of food, just to get her up and sorted so she could be ahead, rather than struggling from behind. One day, I’ll be able to do that with anyone, at any time. But, for now, we have to focus on at least keeping her here.
When we were done with coffee she said to me, “No one has ever been this nice to me. You’re the only friend I’ve ever had.”
And I said, “No, ma’am. You have a lot more friends than you know. You just haven’t met them yet…..”
Let’s sell out the shop! or you can donate below: