This is Fruitycake The Raccoon. Not so long ago, I did not have a family. I didn’t have a big brother. I didn’t have a house on wheels. I didn’t have love.
I also really didn’t have hope. Living on the street, all I could do was get by day to day. I wanted love, but I didn’t really know what love was.
I wanted safety, but I didn’t know if that was possible. I wanted to live. But where was my hope?
I look at persons sometimes and I see they struggle too in different ways. And some of them are stronger. Because they can imagine and they can picture the other side of their problems. And I thought about that tree I saw yesterday in the forest in this North Carolina place.
The tree was beautiful. The tree was tall. But it had a hole. You could look right thru it. And i thought about my life. I think I could have handled even the shelter jail place if I would have known what was possible. Love.
The hole in my heart was to be looked thru. Because love was on the other side.
Hope is a strong thing. It can make a hole thru your problems and help you to see the other side.
Picture yourself there. Believe it. I lived. I am here. I survived. You can too.
When times are desperate, I’ve learned For persons that they don’t look at nature to see their way thru. There is always a tree or a cloud or an animal to help you. Even a hole in a tree.
Tomorrow, we need to a Tennessee place high in the mountains for cool weather. Stay tuned! I know I am!
–Fruitycake The Raccoon
