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Did you know?

Did you know I run a homeless street ministry?


Now you do!

It’s called Freely Love Outreach and I with the community’s help do a lot of good. So many items donated and distributed since 2019, I believe somewhere around 6,000 items.

Now I need a truck that I can frame and put a drawer system for food, socks, underwear, hygiene products, and more. And if space allows hanging racks for clothing. The idea is that each person would be able to come in and “shop” for exactly what they need.

This mobile pantry wouldn’t only serve the homeless as I am homeless and prevention services. So one way to prevent homelessness is to go areas of poverty and provide the essentials, so the poor can pay their bills.

Together we can end and prevent hunger and homelessness, one-step-at-a-time. The next step for us is a truck, then we’ll talk about our first property.

If you’d like to check us out on Facebook at Freely Love Outreach please do so. You can see pictures, keep up with the bank account balance, fundraisers, items for sale, food and supply drives and so much more.

If you’d just like to donate directly you can make a donation through CashApp $FreelyLoveOutreach

Thank you all for your generous support. This is my way of healing myself and doing what I live to do; give. But now I’m giving to the right people not the wrong people.

Your help feeding people is your way of living people from a distance. Your love is felt by them with every bite, every warm glove, every hand watery, ever sip of water…your love is felt. Keep loving them. I believe when we love strangers, we are blessed more than we could ever imagine.


Run, run, run is all I seem to do.

Run from it all.

Run from everyone.

Run with no where to go.

Run with no plan.

Run with no one.

Run to you not from you is what I ultimately want to do.

Run from you is a mistake I make.

Run to your open arms.

Run to your warm embrace.

Run to your kiss on my forehead.

Run to you not from you.

Run, run, run is all I seem to do.

Run from pain.

Run from hurting the ones I love.

Run from feeling anything at all.

Run from fear.

Run from joy.

Run from so much good.

Run; I’m done!

Run one way.

Run the right way.

Run to you is what I must do now.

Run to you once again.

Run with blind faith.

Run, you’ve got my back.

Run together.

Run in love.

Run, run, run is all I seem to do.

Picture just for fun ❤️ Crystal Creek Reservoir Pikes Peak North Slope Recreation Area. I thought I saw a Big Foot creeping around there 😉

You Didn’ Know

No one but her knew.

She should have known.

Why would you know?

You didn’t know.

The shame.

The guilt.

The pain.

The one who knew didn’t seem to care?

Would you have cared?

What would you have done?

Would you have saved me?

I was told, “What happens in these four walls, stays in these four walls”.

An abusers silencing line.


“I love you.”

“Be a good girl.”

“Rub my back.”

“Pop this.”

A “nap” he called it.

“We all have to live here.”

“Stop causing trouble.”

“Drama queen!”

“Stop your crying.”

“Man up!”

“You fat bitch!”

“…lose 10 ugly pounds…”

“…just cut your head off.”



“Dumb blonde.”


Mock me.

Laugh at me.

Groom me.

Trust you.

Use me.




No one hears a thing.







You didn’t know.