I’ve been visiting with a refugee family from Iraq for several months and just went to see them this afternoon.  While talking with the father (we’ll call him Bob), I was describing my aspirations to help with other countries in need of help (such as refugees like him).  Interestingly, he went into this philosophical discussion about why Americans are so stuck on helping other countries while their own country still needs help.  He pointed out the impersonality of Americans specifically regarding homeless persons.  Most Americans are scared or unsure of homeless people and do not treat them as “normal people.”  Though I can see Bob’s point, it would appear that even the homeless persons in America are better off than those homeless and outright persecuted in other countries.  But I do have to admit that my hope of helping in another country is partly motivated by my desire and love for travel.

In other business, Hubby is now finished with his degree; and, I am done with my first semester toward my degree.  I’m hoping to apply for a social work internship, which would be amazing.  And it would definitely help me in getting into the BSW program at the University.

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