Johnny Rustywire 12 hrs · sometimes i am ashamed of myself...went to a place to give someone a ride...and had to go to their place...it was off the road but not so far...just women who live there...older women and their place was in pretty rough shape...it was the kind of place where life sort of stands still and nothing has changed there in the last 30 years except everything just gets older...you sometimes forget that you can have a place but someone needs to keep it up...and some just dont know how...it was pretty rough that place...no need to say much more except that when life stops everything else seems to go downhill and some folks get caught in that and there seems to be no way out....you can live in a place day to day and life just goes by and you never really go anywhere and so you just end up being there..and with that there is a life without hope...you just survive...some people can move on with their lives others because of disability, handicap or just no knowing how to get out of that lifestyle stay trapped there and all the demons that come with it come to life...the drinking, the depression and somehow people just survive day to day and never really have a life...but just live one day at a time...in those place life stands still...for some reason that is life on the rez...the hard life no one likes to see but is still there...i was there and as i was there i looked around and it was not a pretty sight...and yet the family there offered what they had to share...a cup of coffee and some stew....it made me realize i have to look around because in way they are my relatives...at some distance but i could see that some in the family had found success elsewhere and had forgotten where they came from and left those who dont really fit anywhere to fend for themselves....as i sat there there was a sense of embarassment because of their living situation...the table was nothing more than plywood on ciderblocks...and yet they were grateful that some one had come to see them....i felt embarassed for myself as it reminded me of where i came from...that i have to reach out into the community and do more not because i have so much more but because i have what they need and what i consider to be nothing is more than what others have...the family has no vehicle and out there they have to find a way to town, to the store and have to haul everything in by hand....as i left i said to myself...i must come back and bring somethings for them...not because i am able to but because they need them and nothing more....i can remember times in my youth not having much but at least there was hope...and family to offer support..some families dont have that...and they live right there among us...
Posted on: Sun, 01 Jun 2014 21:34:05 +0000
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