No long story short, just an excerpt of a moment in time.

I went to a women’s center for help. I was a long way from “home”. Between accents and trauma, it was almost like I spoke a different language and listened with limitations.

Someone spoke to me, I answered: “Huh?”

I wasn’t being disrespectful with the word. And then, there from across the room, came a comforting voice, clear to me, a heightened message.

She said: “I know what huh means, I know someone from Alabama. (something to that effect)

I could have sat down and cried – I felt safe. Someone reached out. I made a 6 degrees connection of know someone, who knows someone, who will know me and that I was very lost.

I never forgot that day – In that special place for women, what was it called? A haven? on what street? With magic people who reach out and touch with comforting towering words – just the right pitch, just the right height.

Streethaven At The Crossroads

Memories

Peggy Ann had one word for me: Stay.