As tears welled up in her eyes, her words told a different story. "I am not going to let you or God see me cry."
Too late, the tears were already coming. "I can't believe I have my own room. I don't have to be scared anymore. I am safe." She had just moved into the Grace House.
I hugged her and quickly got in my car before she could see my tears. I quickly rolled down the window and choked out, "You are why we do this!" Her hands beat at her chest over her heart.
That night she texted pictures (below) of how she had arranged her room, the view from her window, and images of hugs and kisses. I won't lie, it felt good. Good to help this sweet, funny woman finally get off the streets after she had lost her home six months prior.
And the great news is that she won't ever have to go back to the streets. Soon, with the help of the City of Elk Grove, a new house will be opening up for shared housing. She will be able to have her own room and afford to live there with her disability payment.
We love sharing stories like this—stories of someone's real life experience with Elk Grove HART.