Safe Place and Savior

I adopted a family.   I  would give them "welfare boxes" ...boxes ranging from kitchen things...food...clothes.. or hygene products .

It started to feel uncomfortable.. they became more demanding then gracious...I flopped, in a grey zone, with thoughts of their hungry kids


The flopping stopped when I realized that I was striving to become a combined safe place and savior

I need only to be my own safe place and savior...