The first-year medical students knew none of that, of course. In a well-lit lab at OHSU, four of them stood in scrubs, plastic aprons and gloves around a gleaming stainless-steel table where the 71-year-old body lay. They took in the details: tattooed biceps, slender fingers, that red hair.
She came to them not by choice but by circumstance.
She had nowhere else to go.
She was unclaimed.
This story by Anne Sexton was on the front page of The Oregonian today I encourage you to go there and read it.The photo above is the only photo that exists of this woman.
In Oregon the homeless are quite prevalent due to our mild climate here in the valley and like lots of people seeing them over time becomes part of the fabric of our lives. I find it hard at times to make eye contact with them because I sometimes wonder if but for the grace of god that it could be me. I try to give them food when I can but probably don't do enough to help them.
The article deals with what happens when you die with no next of kin.This story made me sad to think of the number of people who exist all around us that have no one who loves or cares for them and who would miss them if they were gone. It really makes you stop and think and be grateful for all that you do have.
Even though the woman in this Picture whose name was Anita I believe didn't have much she tried to make the world a better place.She would sit on a street corner in downtown Portland and smile at everybody and wish them a good day.The day her two sons had a small memorial service for her at her bench when they turned the corner there were at least a 100 people there whose lives she had touched(office workers, merchants, etc.). It just made me realize that whatever we can do to help another person each day maybe even if it is only a smile just might touch another persons soul. It also makes me know that every human soul has worth and value.
Wouldn't the world be a better place if we could exhibit a little of her sweet spirit?
Seldom do people discernEloquence under a threadbare cloak.~Juvenal
There are people in the world so hungry, that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread. ~Mahatma Gandhi