I am my brother’s keeper 

I consider myself a homeless advocate. My heart goes out to my brothers and sisters that sleep in the cold weather in tents and even in cardboard boxes every night, unhoused. We are all of our brothers’ and sisters’ keepers. Remember, it could happen to you. You must have tough skin to be homeless. Homeless people are survivors. Just imagine the pain and depression and a weary body doing its best to hold onto its sanity. Imagine there were no homeless people in the world. Sing a John Lennon song. Imagine to yourself. Spread love.