My third month-aversary on my quest for a new beginning is tomorrow. So I emailed Andrew yesterday to see what I should do. He's had specific instructions for the past 2 month-aversaries. He said "act of charity". I'm like ... OK sounds great! What the heck am I supposed to do??????
So off to bed I went last night (Monday). The evening got away from me and I never did have a shower before going to bed ... yes, I indulge myself with both a morning and evening shower. What can I tell you ... I work out twice a day most days. Believe me .. I need the showers.
Anyway ... so I'm tossing and turning and trying to get to sleep because believe me ... 4:10 a.m. comes incredibly fast. Because I haven't showered ... I'm feeling kinda icky. Then it hits me ... there are so many people out there who don't even have a home, never mind a shower. I have a hard time getting through one night without a shower, never mind days on end of actually living on the streets. There's a man I see outside Union Station ... I heard him last night ... clear as a bell ... like he was standing beside me saying "please help, please help me get a meal". I'm laying in my nice warm, cozy bed, and I start to cry. Yes, I am a colossal sap. And proud of it. I started thinking about what I could do to make this man's life just a tiny bit better. So I thought I would get a care package together for him. I'd make a sandwich, some carrots, an apple, a couple of cookies and a bottle of water. Then it struck me that he's not the only one. Can I afford to make a huge difference in a lot of lives? Unfortunately, I do not have those kind of resources. I can, however, give 3 people (why 3, I have no idea ... that was what came to me) a meal.
Below is a pic (courtesy of my wonderful hubby) of the care package.
I was still awake at 11 p.m. last night ... but once I decided that this is what I wanted to do ... I fell instantly asleep. This seems like the right thing to do.
Yours in health