I experienced such an amazing moment this weekend I had to share it with you guys.
There is a McDonald’s right as I start my walk back home from work. I decided to stop in and pick up a few meals to hand out to some of the homeless people I typically pass on Michigan Ave. I saw the one lady I always pass who is in a wheelchair. I handed her the food and she genuinely said thank you. Another lady, who always has her small dog snuggled up against her (breaks my heart), did the same. The last meal I bought I knew I wanted to give to this extremely sweet man whom I’ve talked to several times on the street. He wasn’t in his normal spot, so I started to walk further down Michigan than I normally do and I was able to find him on a bench. I sat down beside him and told him I hoped he liked fries and cheeseburgers and handed him the bag. He looked at the bag, looked at me, and back to the bag. He looked at me one last time and started to sob. He explained through the tears that he was appreciative of the food, but more appreciative that I saw him as a human worth fighting for. I just sat there, crying, and told him he is worth fighting for.
I walked away with a lesson that will stay with me forever. I think it’s easy for many to think of homeless people as bums, schemers, or lost causes, but generalizing everyone isn’t fair. There are people who need help, that are actually homeless and they deserve someone to fight for them.