Today I went to the grocery store and our local Box-Mart. I was on a mission. I got a nice ham, and a young turkey, along with several single use personal items. Someone's face still haunts me. I can't really see her mother's face but I see her's clearly. I may be wrong; this face could belong to a sweet little boy, but I just had a gut feeling. I haven't thought of much else for a couple weeks; save going to visit the kids and cleaning up dog poo (but that's another post altogether!)
So tomorrow we make the drive to The Brother Francis Emergency Shelter and The Bean's Cafe located in Anchorage. I don't even know what I'll do when we get there; or if what I'm thinking will even come to fruition, but I know that I can't simply do nothing. When I go to sleep at night it's the last image in my mind's eye; and when I find my thoughts drifting during daily tasks, they turn in that direction.
So we'll see...
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