Life turns towards the better

Eric writes:

Eric

Eric

I am a rich man. I have friends and family. My brother and his wife took me in when I had no place to go. I looked for a job for seven months to no avail. My younger brother pitched in to buy me a car so I could get around. When the transmission went out all my brothers pitched in to get it fixed. A friend of mine in Denver invited me to come out and try for a job there. All my friends and family pitched in to get me the money to go to Denver for the interview and make the move to a new state for a new start. My brother and his wife in Arvada gave me a place to live while I looked for work.

I was able to get a job with the Denver Public Library as an On-Call Intermittent Security Officer. My friend that got me the job said that to go any further, I would have to do it on my own. He pulled himself from the interview process to make sure that I would not receive any perceived preference. I was able to land a part-time position as a Security/Circulation Clerk at a branch library. Then a full-time position opened up and I was able to land the full-time job.

Lori, Eric, Guy, Wendy and Linn at a Starbucks in Denver.

Lori, Eric, Guy, Wendy and Linn at a Starbucks in Denver.

After almost two years, I am finally back on my own two feet. I am a rich man. I have a family that helped me through an extremely tough time. I have friends that did not abandon me in my time of need. I now have a wonderful partner in life, Lori, that loves me for who I am and not for money. I am blessed. Every day I wake up, I thank God for the countless blessings I have received. I now have a job where I have the opportunity to work with homeless people and others in need of help. I have the opportunity to help others get back on their feet. I love my life, I love my family, I love my friends, I love Lori.

Life is wonderful again.


 

Postscript:
Five years have passed since I wrote this letter. Changes keep coming on a daily basis. I accept them all and give thanks for the blessings every day. Ups and downs still happen. But at least we are completely out of debt, have a nice home that is paid for, and smiles on our faces.
Thank the Lord. Amen.

— Eric H

Introduction to Eric’s Letters

Eric writes:

Christmas 2011

Dear Erin,

Eric

Eric

When I was growing up, we lived with my Grandma Fanny for several years. She always talked and talked. She had several wonderful stories from the farm about Grandpa selling barbed wire for fences, Grandpa winning a car, or her trading chickens for a car, and so many more. After Grandma died, we all looked at each other and asked, “Did anybody write down any of those stories?”

I am sorry to say that many of those stories are lost forever. After that happened, Guy decided that this should not happen again. So he asked your Grandma Grace, Grandpa Louie, Uncle Jim, and Grandma Lucy to write their stories. After they finished, Guy made copies and distributed them to the kids. They are wonderfully cherished books.

For the past several years, I have worked on writing my stories for you. I think it is time that you have them. So, please enjoy these stories of my life. If I think of more, I may send you some from time to time that you can add to the notebook.

These letters are yours, written especially for you.

Enjoy!

Merry Christmas and I love you.

— Eric H