I called about the copier!

I remembered to call about the copier!

They said a tech guy would come out in a week or so. It's "such an old model" they don't work on them much anymore. Contract customers come first. Yada. Yada. Still, we're so thrilled at the idea of finally having a working copier that it doesn't matter. I'll take it!

Bring on the tech guy! :-)

To help get us through in the meantime I'll pick up a copier/fax. There's one on sale over at Staples for $30.00. We should be able to handle that at the moment.

Last night the board meeting went well last but everything is overshadowed. I feel like we failed the mom who went back. Not just me, but the entire system failed her in some way.

It's tough.

In looking over it I can't think of anything we could have done differently that would have changed the outcome but I want to find something. Anything tangible that I could point my finger at and change so that next time things will go differently would be an improvement.

Certainly, we need more shelters - maybe someday Hope for Healing.Org will have one. But there are so many needs. A copier. A shelter. More staff. More volunteers. Another education programs? More anger management classes?

What do we as a society need most?

But it's not hopeless. I know it's not hopeless.

This morning I finally got to my email. (Granted, there was a comlaint from someone saying she'd emailed me a couple of days ago without a response yet. "What do you think you're doing not checking your email?" She demanded. In all caps no less.)

The vast majority of the messages have to do with hope and finding it. I have to hold on to those. Inquiries of "My class is doing a project on..." or "Can you send some Teal Ribbon Cards?" or emails saying "Thanks for being here." Those say to me that there is still hope.

Some days we do lose the battle but as survivors and advocates, we are winning the war.

This gives me hope.

Now, on to answer more email and then go to lunch with a volunteer...

C-ya online,

Gayle