Sketches from the Bottom: Finding Home
The conclusion of a series. I found home with the homeless and addicted. My summer at the rescue mission was the first one I’d spent away from my family. They were six hours away… Continue reading
The conclusion of a series. I found home with the homeless and addicted. My summer at the rescue mission was the first one I’d spent away from my family. They were six hours away… Continue reading
Part III of a series Men lined up on the side of the building in anticipation of breakfast, bellies growling after a long night. Many had scuffed duffel bags with them, while others… Continue reading
Nothing exemplifies failure and redemption like a homeless rescue mission. During my internship at a rescue mission, I watched people climb into sobriety, crash into renewed addiction, and comb through their past. I… Continue reading