July 9, 2021
July 9, 2021
Avren, was a childhood friend I will always hold dear.Within the last few years,he was someone in similar circumstances as myself. He was homeless when I was homeless and in the hospital when I was in the hospital.He under went those trials with a smile always on his face. I would see him walking on the street as he would see me, and I didn't feel alone. We struggled with that which few people understand and many people judge.His sister whom I called Catty was my best friend ,and even though he was older than me, I viewed him as my little brother as she also did.We looked after each other and took up for one another in the hospital. During group therapy on musical Friday, I remember he chose this Michael Jackson song I never heard before when I thought I'd heard them all.I remember Jerome Boyd visited a family member in the hospital and we all sat at a table together with his wife. He told us we were family and to strengthen each other in the hospital.After that,Avren and I would cross paths homeless just walking the streets waiting for our government assistance cards to refill, hanging on prayers to get better and be better. The last time I saw him we took a picture together at the Richmond city downtown museum.
I'm so sorry he is gone.I hope to get myself together and hopefully see him in the new world.Dearest Avren! Gone,but not forgotten!
I'm so sorry he is gone.I hope to get myself together and hopefully see him in the new world.Dearest Avren! Gone,but not forgotten!