I‘ve written often about my journey, of how I became homeless and endured two years of hardships that eventually led to my redemption. I returned to Greenville, South Carolina, the city that I sought shelter in when lost everything. Sitting at the same table I used to shed tears at alone and eat donated food from, I reflect on my travels, share my testimony and contemplate the path ahead.
No matter what happens going forward, I am thankful to each and every reader of Ghion Journal, followers on various social media platforms and the friends I’ve made throughout the years. You made it possible for me to go from being homeless to being blessed and for that I am forever grateful.
“Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.” ~ Henry David Thoreau
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