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Why I Sleep Out on the Streets for Covenant House Georgia

Covenant House Georgia, Teen Homelessness, Atlanta, Danica Kombol

Every third Thursday in November, I do something crazy. I sleep out on the streets of Atlanta to raise money for Covenant House Georgia and homeless teens. People ask me why I do it. And the answer is simple. I don’t have a choice. I’ve met these kids. I’ve seen what they need which is a whole lot of love, support, medical services and a roof over their heads. Trust me, I’m no camper. I like my 300-count sheets and my comfy bed a whole lot more than a piece of cardboard on cold wet ground. I need a good 8 hours of sleep every night and there’s no sleeping when you’re next to the railroad tracks in 35-degree weather on the west side of Atlanta.

I began volunteering at Covenant House about five years ago. My husband, David Lewis, is on the Board and he got me to volunteer even though I was already wildly overcommitted. I remember at the time telling him, “I cannot take on one more non-profit.” Then I visited Covenant House and I met the kids. They gave me hugs. I heard their stories. I understood how each and every kid who ends up in Covenant House got a seriously bum deal in life. They aren’t teen runaways. They are kids escaping abusive homes, kids who got kicked out because they came out as gay or trans or kids who aged out of foster care and have nowhere to go. They end up at Covenant House looking for safety and a place to rest their heads.

Over the years, I’ve met Valeesa (she now has a job as an insurance agent), Roshaunda (she got the medical help she needed), and Raneesha (who got out of an abusive relationship and began to turn her life around). This year, I met an entirely new group of kids. (I’ve shared their pictures in this post, but to protect their privacy are not using their full names.) Covenant House gives them hope and these kids have the most positive spirit despite what they’ve been through.

I asked M* to tell me what I should tell people who are supporting me in my sleep-out and she said, “Maybe you have problems at home. Maybe you’re not being loved. There’s nobody there for you. It don’t matter what you are going through, there will always be a rainbow on the other side.”  L* told me, “A lot of people don’t know what it’s like. I was in foster care before here. My life was completely uprooted. I was never in one place for long.”

The fact that I was in foster care my whole teenage life? I use that as a success story not a crutch.”  T* told me, “The first time I came here, I knew I was welcome. I saw rainbow signs and stickers that read, There’s no place for hate.” She also told me, “I don’t even look like I’m homeless when I’m out in public.” And it’s true. These kids look like any teen. They have backpacks, cell phones but they don’t have a safe place to stay.

One young man, said, “If it weren’t for Covenant House, I wouldn’t be here.”  I presume he means alive.  So, you see. I don’t have a choice. Sleeping out is my travel adventure the third week in November. And it’s the only way I know how to keep these kids alive.

If you’d like to support me, here’s a link to my fundraising page.

A few facts about the impact of your donation to Covenant House Georgia:

A few terrifying facts about the state of teen homelessness:

 

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