I have come to a crossroads in what choices I have to make in the near future. I have advocated for Montana's Low-income Residential Rental Tenants since 2006, when I, unfortunately, was trapped in an elevator, in the apartment building I was living in. It took them over an hour to get me out. At that time I was still being escorted, by my Service Dog, Cricket, allowing me to not only leave my home but particapate in family gatherings, healthcare appointments, grocery shoping; you know, being a productive, useful citizen of this great state, county, and city.
Here it is, six full years latter and I am still the only voice from that above mentioned group, that I am aware of. Though I did here reports of a Daisy from Montana, sitting in on the last Resident Engagement Group Call, January 20, 2012. I have enjoyed the most part of the work, though there is absolutly no pay, very little if any support because "Hands are tied, We are Federally funded."
Have I really made a difference in this political sespool, we call Federal Subsidized Housing, or have I
traveled down yet another primrose path that dead ends at the cematary?
Do I walk away from this endless debate and start working in a direction that is a little more self-centered like going back to school? Or am I better off trudging, slowly, and mithodically without any real support and, or, structure down this path of life?
Here it is, six full years latter and I am still the only voice from that above mentioned group, that I am aware of. Though I did here reports of a Daisy from Montana, sitting in on the last Resident Engagement Group Call, January 20, 2012. I have enjoyed the most part of the work, though there is absolutly no pay, very little if any support because "Hands are tied, We are Federally funded."
Have I really made a difference in this political sespool, we call Federal Subsidized Housing, or have I
traveled down yet another primrose path that dead ends at the cematary?
Do I walk away from this endless debate and start working in a direction that is a little more self-centered like going back to school? Or am I better off trudging, slowly, and mithodically without any real support and, or, structure down this path of life?