You are a part of me.

As I sit here at an empty desk, I’m a ball of emotions, unsure of how to feel exactly, because it is my last day with Aurora. I started my journey (and yes, it truly was a journey…) with Aurora three and half years ago. This was my first leap into the...

Part 2: Luzada’s Departure

This is Part 2 of a four-part series over the next month as Luzada’s time at Aurora comes to a close. She will be retiring from her current position as Executive Director on December 31. Part 1 can be found here. My quest to end homelessness has been filled with so...

Identification

Pull out your ID.  Take a look at it.  I bet you are critical about the picture; would you really like it better if you could have smiled?  Now embrace your ID.  That’s right, hold it up to your cheek, gaze at it longingly, and truly appreciate it because most of you...

Why We Do What We Do

Love is a shelter in a raging storm Love is peace in the middle of a war This is a quote from one of my favorite songs. This song is “Love is Not a Fight” by Warren Barfield. Love is the great motivator in our lives. If we are motivated to work with our...

Providing Stability

Stability.  A concept most might take for granted without giving thought to its true meaning.  Let’s take a moment to explore this seemingly simple idea. Where does one find stability?  At first glance, more tangible things come to mind; employment, family and a...

Always on my mind

I am actually mid-vacation as I write my blog today. That was my mistake for not looking at the calendar on the right day, but at the same time it brings up an important concept that I figured I might as well share. I think about my clients all the time. Even on...

Finding Security

As case managers, we are encouraged to “meet people where they are.”  When I met with Darla, we sat on the floor of a storage room within the House of Bread and Peace.  The room, not only was crowded with Thanksgiving donations ready to be sorted, but it was also the...

Becoming a Social Worker

Happy Social Work Month to my colleagues! From time to time, we need to be reminded of why we choose to work in this industry and “Beth” did that for me last summer… I guess it was second grade when I realized that we were poor. One of the snotty...
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