So Friday night I broke out the new cocktail dress and spun around a local country club for 5 hours.
Well, there’s a little more to it than that. The event was called “Almost There”, and night was a fund-raiser for a local non-profit very close to my heart, called the Mission of Deeds. MOD, as we call, it, helps families in need get back on their feet by supplying them with furniture, bedding, household and decorative items.
Each family that comes to the organization has been vetted by a social service agency that has determined the family truly has needs. Many of these families have been homeless, sleeping on a relative’s floor, or perhaps the victim of domestic abuse. Once an agency is able to secure housing for them, the family can come shop in the warehouse for all the things they need to furnish a house.
The last few years, the demand for MOD’s services has exceeded what can be fulfilled, due to the tiny cramped warehouse that they existed in.
Here’s an example of the chaos:
Not very appealing, right?
Last year, through some good fortune, MOD was able to obtain space next to their current warehouse, and were able to begin an expansion project to double it’s size, and make it light, bright and a pleasant experience for families. The charity received a huge and unexpected bequest from someone’s estate, and many people in town offered their services to re-architect and build out the warehouse for just the cost of materials. The space is almost complete (thus the phrase “Almost There”) and ready for unveiling in a few short weeks.
Over the years, I have read many heartfelt letters from families who have been helped by MOD.
One little boy wrote: “This is the first real bed I ever had, it’s the best Christmas ever!”
Another woman said “You just didn’t give us furniture, you gave us back our lives“.
Last week while I was shopping in a local beauty supply store for raffle items, a young lady was helping me pick out some cool stuff. When I told her what I was doing, she asked me what charity I was working with, and I told her. She gasped and exclaimed “Those are the people that helped my young daughter and I put our apartment together!”
She told me that she had been to the warehouse, and got a beautiful pink bed for her daughter, and she also picked out a writing desk that she had placed in a perfect spot in her apartment. She told me she was a theater arts major and that it meant a lot to her to sit down every day and have a place to write and express herself. And she asked me “Can you please tell them I use the desk every single day?”
The totals from the event are not in yet, but I know people were generous and we made a lot of money, and that will enable MOD to help more people put their lives back together.
What really matters though, is a young mother has pretty pink bed for her little girl, and a special place to sit and maybe make some of her dreams come true. Beyond all the money and shiny new warehouse, she is the heart of what really matters.