Let's Help Snoop Find a Permanent Home Away From The Winter Cold

After Seven Years in the Bitter Cold, All I Want Is to Be Seen Again

I was digging through a dumpster when someone finally stopped to talk to me. My hands were so numb I could barely feel them I was looking for cans to trade for gloves in this ten-degree cold.

For seven years, I've been invisible. People look right through me like I'm not even there. I lost my family, lost my home, but I never lost my smile or my gratitude for the smallest kindness.

That day, someone gave me a few things to stay warm. But I need more than gloves I need a chance to be human again. A safe place where snow can't reach me. The dignity of knowing I'm not forgotten.

Your donation goes directly toward getting me into housing and covering basic needs. You can help write the next chapter of my story one where I'm not just surviving, but living again.

Please help me get off the streets for good.