I went shopping last night to pick up a few things, as I was driving out of the shopping center, I noticed an older woman with luggage and items strapped to it starting to walk across the street. She just fell backwards into the street. It looked like she could not get up, so I got out to help her. She was homeless, dirty, had messed herself, and could not get up even with my help at first. She was not drunk or on drugs, I could smell her breath, and looked into her eyes; she appeared to be low on electrolytes to me. A man stopped to help us, she insisted that she was ok, but he called an ambulance anyway and they came to help her. It was really, really sad and broke my heart to see her that way. I give to a homeless shelter, but decided that I am not going to Starbucks so much and use that money for them. I am blessed, and I am rich in many ways, but if I had a ton of disposable money, I would build transitional centers for people coming out of prisons so that they are not just thrown back into society with nothing and no one, more homeless shelters, homes or financial assistance for the elderly that have no one to help and children that have no parents that care, and homes for international missionaries to stay in so they can rest, relax, and rejuvenate for a month or so every now and then.