Cutting Pineapple

Cutting Pineapple

This is a story from one of the incredible volunteer teachers at Mary’s Home who co-teaches one of our life skills classes. Who knew something as simple as cutting a pineapple could be such an impactful experience! It’s my sixth week co-teaching the Mary’s Home...
Rewriting Stories Through Education

Rewriting Stories Through Education

Most of the moms at Mary’s Home never finished high school. Maybe their families didn’t value education. Maybe they got in trouble and dropped out. Or maybe they had children and had to quit school to work or care for their child. Many grew up without permanent homes...
Hope Grows Here

Hope Grows Here

Have you ever watched a garden come to life? Planted seeds and nurtured those seeds until they became beautiful flowers? Or food for your family? Gardening is a magical, transformative process. And while it takes time and finesse, it’s something that anyone can learn...
A LIFE FILLED WITH HOPE AND GOODNESS

A LIFE FILLED WITH HOPE AND GOODNESS

I was almost ten when my mother told me we all have choices. It had been months of very apparent symptoms running rampant in my body. I knew I was sick but was paralyzed with being unsure of what I could do. Where does a woman go when she has no clear options for...
A BIRTHDAY PARTY

A BIRTHDAY PARTY

It’s raining outside as I scurry up the steps of the bright yellow bus. Drenched, I use my shirt to wipe the water from my brow. I hear my name growing from something faint into something loud. “Tara!” My eyes squint and look through all the eyes on the bus until I...
A HOMECOMING THROUGH MACARONI

A HOMECOMING THROUGH MACARONI

I love to cook! My “recipe to brag about” has always been homemade macaroni-and-cheese. But making a home cooked meal is the first thing to go when you’re on the streets or living in a day-to-day crisis. My name is Davina. My five-year-old daughter, Mercedes, and I...
TURNED AWAY BY EVERY DOCTOR…

TURNED AWAY BY EVERY DOCTOR…

A story of a brave woman who was a patient at the Women’s Clinic: As far as I can remember the consequences of my life ran ahead of the dignity of my humanity due to the poor choices made by other people and in turn the poor choices made by myself. I had come up...
PREGNANT. HOMELESS. ALONE.

PREGNANT. HOMELESS. ALONE.

2:15am. I stared at the clock remembering the moment I decided to run away from your father. You were born the same time I left him. Life from so much death. I sat up from the bed in the hospital and stared at your tiny face emulating beauty. I swear to you he...