Why I do what I do

People sometimes seem incredulous about the time and effort I put into working with the homeless every week. The reason I do it is because I believe that it's up to those of us who are sane and have the time to do so, to pick up the people who are rolled over by a heartless president and government. Until we can get someone in office who picks up the slack and helps the poor, the homeless, the disenfranchised.  I think that we need to be the people who come along and give other people a hand up. 
I understand that it's easy for me to say since I am disabled and collecting disability, and I know that most people in our country are struggling like crazy just to keep from being one of the folks that are being rolled over by the rich, but I feel that we can all do a little something to help. 
I hate when programs are cut so that the wealthy can have tax breaks and not ruin what little stability our economy has. It breaks my heart sometimes when I'm out feeding breakfast to the poor and the homeless and I see just how desperate their situation is. I feel like I would be on the other side of the table if it weren't for my family giving me help. If they didn't help me, I would also not have enough to pay rent and have a decent diet. 
Maybe with a decent president and congress we would be able to fix some of this and the crowds at our Saturday breakfasts would dwindle and eventually not be there. I can hope and dream.