I haven't blogged in almost a month. Unfortunately when life happens something has to give and at this point in our lives a lot more has caved in than we ever expected to.
What is the first thing you think of when you hear the word homeless?
- Smelly drunk guy who lives in the park
- Old woman walking around pushing her trolly
- Families sleeping in cars
- Young run aways
- Broken families torn apart by violence
Our family is none of the above and yet we are homeless. Homelessness effects over 105,000 people in Australia and of those 1/3 are families.
Carlos and I are stronger than ever.
We have had to jump through hoops since being officially homeless on Monday 28th Feb. We are now in temporary accommodation, which coincidentally turned out to be in a hotel one street away from where we use to live in Sydney.
All our belongs are sitting in storage waiting to be moved into a new home and re opened. But alas there is no new home yet. The emotional roller coaster of the uncertainty, lack of support from the system and pure frustration of no one being able to do anything until we were officially homeless has been mind numbing to say the least. Not to mention having to care and help our 3 children understand the current situation we were now in.
Getting Moo and Bear back into school seemed nearly impossible but we never gave up and today they both started back today with friends and surroundings they grew up in. They both deserve some normality their lives.
Homelessness can all to often be invisible.
Out of our frustration we contacted the media.
The Express Advocate on the Central Coast ran a story HERE on page 3.
The Inner West Courier featured our story HERE on page 7.
We are not invisible and we refuse to let this defeat us. We want change within the system and more support and understanding for people who are going through this every day.
Together we have a voice that will be heard and will not be ignored.