New Year, New Friends, New Hope
As I looked around the room, I could remember their stories and the difficult journeys they have traveled. To see how far they’ve come created an overwhelming sense of joy.
Holiday letter to Yellow Brick House
I arrived at the shelter like a casualty of war – alone, afraid and displaced. We were welcomed and directed to a large clean room. As we settled in with our few possessions a feeling of peace came over me and the children sensed it too. We were safe; we had a safe haven, a place to think clearly.
Linda’s Story
Meet Linda* We first met Linda last winter when police brought her to the Shelter door. It was not uncommon for her husband to call her names, to tell her she was “worthless” over and over again, to keep her from her family, or to punch her repeatedly on her head, face and eyes or [...]