The United States of an African

As I mentioned in my last blog post, I ran away to Atlanta for the sake of my sanity. I was struggling mentally and spiritually while living alone during the Stay At Home Order in Michigan. Not only was I missing face to face interaction, I felt like my purpose had been taken away from me. I’m the type of person that finds gratification in serving and contributing to society. I find it in my profession as an automotive engineer and in my photography and travel hobbies. My mother had suggested me coming down a couple times before, but when she offered the opportunity to work at their homeless outreach I was more than willing. She works for a nonprofit organization that provides rehabilitation and housing for senior citizens and veterans. Due to the pandemic, they have expanded their relief to all homeless by providing daily snack/lunch packs. I decided to bring my camera along for documentation.

The community has been good to the organization. As a non government organization, they receive many donations from other charities and institutions. I’m glad to have the opportunity to be a part of the team albeit for a brief period. Community is such a big deal to me wherever I go. To be able to contribute in any form or manner is a privilege.