I’ve been counting my blessings quite a bit, to lessen feelings of upset at having my life so drastically slashed.
Shelter in place as it’s in its second week, reminds me how lucky I am to have my personal, shelter in place, bringing me to, the girl in the box.
She’s been a neighborhood sight for a good 8 years now, as if she comes with the territory.
I’ve watched her hair go from brown, to salt and pepper, all gray and now snow white, as she makes her way, her belongings neatly packed in a shopping cart.
One can only guess her age since the elements make it hard. 30? 40? 50? She may have even been a teen when her heart-wrenching homelessness began.
She sleeps alongside The Church of the Heavenly Rest in a large, oblong, cardboard box, a design that you might see at IKEA, just in durable plastic, complete with a flap that covers the top.
It makes me think of Houdini’s trick, of making a woman in a similar box, disappear, which I’m sure would please the neighborhood.
I notice she wears glasses and likes to read in the late afternoon on a bench facing the Park. And despite living outdoors, never looks quite as tattered as you’d expect, what’s left of her sense of self holding on by its fingernails.
I’ve been witnessing some pretty bad behavior from the spoiled elite who can’t wrap their brains around this inconvenience hurled upon them, as if it’s only happening to a certain tax bracket.
Heard one woman say in the grocery store…
“I can’t believe our yearly trip to Italy is put on hold.”
I bit my lip so wanting to say, Italy is on its knees lady, but said nothing, as Sondra, the cashier, and I looked at one another.
Something like this always makes me think of the girl in the box, who asks for nothing, her needs met God knows how, eating in various ways via restaurant leftovers and park goers who couldn’t quite finish their lunch, saving room for that special dinner they’re going to have.
How is she eating now?
Has anyone advised her to wash her hands and not touch her face?
Is she afraid?
Does she even know our world is fighting a war?
Why did I even bring this up?