So much of my life I’ve had to bite my tongue so to speak because it wasn’t proper for the ministers daughter to be saying that. My fathers image was important not only because of the important role he had in the community, it was because I loved and respected him. Yes my tongue was sore back then also. I believe this is why I’ve never really held any weight in those who don’t know me yet assume and judge me unless I call you my friend, then I care. So when I give my opinion below, it is just that, mine.
$50 million in American Rescue Plan money going into Nashville’s Homeless population but, not immediately. No surprise the politics involved, it might start hitting the streets in about 3 months. Hey I get it, accountability and transparency are the code words of today. New law passed making it a crime to camp in public/state parks, a felony. Well here’s my take on it, when these funds are finally working for those who want help great, those who refuse the help and stay in these parks anyways, the law should immediately go into effect and arrests should be made. I hear a lot of “let’s get the language right” before they can disperse said funds, will you be held accountable for those who died while waiting for you? Will criminal charges be sought against you? How arrogant! Start moving and then tweak what needs to be tweaked. There doesn’t seem to be enough urgency in this world today and that’s sad when lives are being lost.
I have to step away from the tables. A loud and aggressive voice has come to the table and his movements just scare the hell out of me. In a room full of people my anxiety makes it feel like the walls are closing in and everyone looks really weird. My flight comes into play and I’ve got to get out of there. Memories of my marriage come flooding back. I can’t continue on.
Life will be changing for residents here at Hadley Park at the beginning of the new fiscal year, January. I applaud the work that Ms. Hardy, property manager, has completed in such a short time since being here. From new 24/7 security to more ample lighting for the grounds. When I got the email I sat and cried tears of joy. I love my apartment but I couldn’t continue to go one living like this. She changed it. I can continue loving it now for as long as allowed. Walking through the wall of hate to enter the building probably will never change but, then their opinion has to matter to me in order for me to care about what they say so….It’s becoming more amusing then anything.