Added: The steps of individuality

After seeing so many people with their individual grief, escaping their country in groups or alone, travelling to unknown places...
and then the image of, what I saw as, three friends.

I love to be at the beach.
Walk with bare feet along the shore.
But I couldn't write about it.
In a way life isn't about me anymore.
So many people need care, love, a roof, food, safety and a future.

I have been looking for a fitting job, my own place to live, which is a pain without money.
It's not important anymore.

I was a caregiver and a volunteer all my life, and I will be again...
People will come who need my expertise, and I will work my butt off pro deo again.....for a god I can't believe in anymore.

And then the image....
the poem.
You can find it >>>here<<<

Stay safe..
support some people,..



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