This is probably the hardest journal entry I have ever made, other than mentioning my brother's death, and truthfully there were more redeeming aspects to be found in that. Kenihiko is in trouble. I am not asking for money now, because right now at this moment I truthfully don't even have any way to send it to her. Nothing went right in Florida, despite the best of our efforts. It's a long story, but it just didn't work. Social services resources down there are strained to the breaking point all around, her father can't take her in, she is out of money, and the only thing she has been offered by anyone is a bus ticket back to Michigan by a homeless group. Where she has nowhere to go, noplace to stay. She is probably taking it, because she simply can't stay there. She is, needless to say, completely disheartened, as am I. I have no idea what will happen to her when she gets back to Grand Rapids. No that's not true. I do have a pretty good idea, she and Nick will probably end up on the streets, to compete for homeless resources with all the people that are being laid off from Ford and GM right now.

She has a few minutes left on her cell phone, and I have asked her to call me whenever she gets somewhere. She can't even take paypal donations anymore because he bank account is screwed up. I feel like I have let her down, all the things I gave her to look into down there, and none of them worked. She feels like she is letting Nick down. I feel like society is letting us all down, letting a wonderful bright woman like her and her sweet son fall through the cracks, and end up coming to this, with so little to offer her by way of a helping hand, when she asks so little.