So where was I?
Oh yeah, the tragedy…
But first there is a caveat~
I make friends easily and when I do I try very hard to keep all my arrangements. I was taught this and find value in it and this tragedy came about because I didn’t keep it.
So, I was supposed to meet my friend Carrie a fourteen year old run away from New Jersey but didn’t. I was confused about something but I was supposed to do her hair or something and it didn’t happen.
The very next day I was coming to the squat and it was on fire, arson by a neighbor gang. The whole place burned down and Carrie was in there. They carried her out in a body bag.
I was stunned. Reality hit me hard. I felt so bad for not meeting her the day before thinking that somehow if I had kept my plans with her things might have turned out differently.
I flew home soon after. My parents bought me a refundable ticket which I could have cashed in on but didn’t know till later. I came home with frostbite on my toes, a hole in my nose and my tail between my legs to my parent’s house. I went to rehab and got clean and met my husband and settled down.
My question to the universe, how can I fix this?? I still feel bad about my friend…. I try to keep all my arrangements and do so consistently but some days I’m not fit for going out but it is rare now thank God.
So that is my time of homelessness on the streets of New York City, lower east side Manhattan. I did have fun though but ended on a sour note so don’t talk a lot about this time in my life much.
It has been on my mind a lot though for various reasons so hoping by blogging about of it releasing some of the negative experiences associated with this time in my life.
Here’s to keeping appointments and to better days.