Reality.

 Today, reality hit me in a big way.

Alex and I, since moving to Pueblo, have been apart of an amazing group, Pueblo United. They are now a non-profit that helps with resources for our community. Recently, they teamed up with Blanket the City of Pueblo/Pueblo West to help our homeless community. 

Today, Alex made a bunch of tamales to pass out. After some confusion, we ended up going to the transit station alone. We didn't bring enough for everyone there, because we thought we would have other food. The temperatures today had everyone a bit down, so it's understandable. We took 22 tamales to the station, and there were 23 people there. 

Seeing everyone inside, just laying there, so grateful for the warm tamales we brought... I cried. 

I've helped pass out food before but this was eye opening. When I did it last time, I did not see up close the camps, the living spaces... I just saw the people. I have to admit... I was a bit of a brat. It was snowing last time, and I sat in the car because I was cold...

I WAS COLD. These people have no solid buildings to stay in. They are in tents, boxes, or just left out to the elements. I am blessed enough to have an apartment and heat, even though I complain about this apartment... At least I have something. They have less than me and are so grateful for what they receive.

It broke my heart. It made me realize what I have and that I often take it for granted.

I am thankful for Pueblo United and all they have done for us, and all they do for our community.