One of my facebook friends posted this a couple of days ago. I seriously laughed out loud when I saw this for 2 reasons.
Reason #1: I honestly think this is a quote from me. I can specifically remember complaining to Andrew about how people always post about the weather when it is snowing or really nice outside.
Reason #2: About 30 minutes before my facebook friend posted this, I was one of the million other people on facebook posting about it snowing. Ha!
Well ladies and gentlemen, my post today isn’t about how it is snowing outside (although it is). It’s actually a post about the man who walks all day every day in downtown Zeeland. I’ve been trying to stick to my blogging the last few days, and every day that I sit here thinking of what my next statement shall be, I see this man pacing Main Avenue in Zeeland. I can’t imagine how cold he must be. Or maybe he’s been out there so long he’s not even cold anymore. He simply paces… in no certain direction with no plan as to where he is going. Every once in a while he will stop and pick up something off of the sidewalk or road, glance at it, then slip his mittens back on. I’ve never seen him sitting… I guess the walking helps to keep you warm. But I wonder, is he homeless? You would think you would see him sitting somewhere. At night he just disappears…
Maybe he is happy to walk up and down the road? I could certainly get the answer I’m sure if I went and talked to him. But I’m scared. It’s sad that I am scared. Maybe I have resources to help him if he needs help. Then again, how do I know that he even needs help? You’re probably thinking “just go talk to him”. I suppose I just don’t want to make the assumption that he is homeless or needs any help. But what is worse? Hurting his feelings because he’s not really homeless and doesn’t need help, or avoiding him when he actually would appreciate a helping hand.
I guess I just feel like I am just one small person and this situation is too big for me.
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