| hope, homeless, ACN, a million millionaires | 11 Aug 2011 |
| Letter to John by Ms Rising Star | Comment (0) |
We were on the way to a style consultation/style modelling session when we saw a young boy cleaning the windows on the car next to us at a traffic light. With a big smile, he came over to us to ask to clean ours. We got to talking and it turns out that he's 13 years old and homeless.
Let me repeat that: 13 years old and homeless.
His father OD'd between six and seven times right in front of him. I'm not sure if he's still alive. When I asked him about his family, he said, ‘they don't want to know about me'.
I was absolutely gutted. And still am.
The traffic lights were changing ...
I gave him my friend's card and asked him to PLEASE send a phone number where I can reach him. He said he'd be getting a little phone with a SIM so he'd do that.
I told him as traffic moved around us that when he turns 18, he will OWN this business. He told me, with a wry smile, 'I don't think I'll get there'.
I don't think I'll get there ...
I'll pray every day until I hear from him (and afterwards obviously!) and I WILL do something to help him.
It's just not good enough that there are homeless and starving kids around the world.
I'm not prepared to live in a world where that exists.
Everyone, and each of us, has the power to change this situation.
It starts with me. And it starts NOW!
Dear John, wherever you are, call me.

I'm drinking tea, but not the sort you'd guess, and listening to Sweet Tea by Datri Bean from her album Slow Down Summertime.