Angel & Rico
This is Ron Rico Suave, I rescued him, and he is now the joy of my life. He picked me. I didn't pick him. He kissed my hand, and I knew he was the one. He can detect my strokes. I have had five mini stokes while I've been out here. Life is so stressful and intense out here. My name is Angel; May 1st will be four years that I've been homeless. I was living with a family friend, and when they passed away, I didn't have anywhere to live. The most challenging aspect for me being out here on the streets is my mental illness. I feel like I'm falling in this deep hole and I'm not going to come out, I reach up, and no one is there. I feel like I am invisible; you would be amazed at the things people say and do when they don't think you are listening. My dream is to own a house. It would be nice to be able to have a place to call home. If I could share something with people who aren't homeless, I would say, see us for who we are, don't look at us with disdain or contempt. We have lives to live, things to do, people to feed, just like you. If you look into our hearts, we are just like you. The only difference is we don't have a place to live.
