Four more. Four less.
I just got an email from my boss that when I get back we have to put together a proposal to provide support for four folks returning from an institution to live back in the community.
And I thought next week would be catching up on work that I've fallen behind on because of my travels and instead I get thrown this. How entirely cool.
I remember the early days of deinsitutionalization, making an individual from an outcast. Finding places where people could find home. Places where the could step out side and learn to dream bigger dreams.
I know that there are going to be hours of typing, talking, planning, reading, studying, researching. I know that I'm going to take an exhausted mind and apply it to a complex task.
Other agencies will be doing the same thing, but oddly it isn't a competition. It's more of a 'this is how we think we'd provide the service' ... 'this is how we'd welcome them home.' So that's what'd going on next week.
The privilege of planning to bring someone home. Someone who, because of history, because the idea of freedom and community were not yet even uttered - was lost to socity - is now to have the opportunity to learn a new set of skills.
How to be happy AND free.
Four more free. Four less caged.