This is another personal blog - you may read or ignore as you please.
About 3 years ago, I came home from work to find two young girls sat on our couch.
Laura had (as was her way) picked them up off the street and offered them a bed for the night.
That night turned into six months, during which we gave S & N (no names- they are their own people) a stable place to build on, enough confidence to kick their habits and to move on with their lives.
S, we knew, made it - we're still in touch and she's now in a good relationship with a man that loves her and cares for her.
We lost touch with N - we heard a lot of stuff about her going on the crack and moving away, and were worried about her.
Today was a red letter day for me - I bumped into N in town, and she's clean, happy and in a good relationship with one lovely daughter and another on the way.
Just goes to prove - never pass by on the other side, because sometimes your little bit of help works wonders.
Sentimental again, I know - but sometimes life's like that ;o)