I don’t get homelessness. Why do some people thrive and others fall away from society into despair? Are some people weak and others strong? I've walked through my fair shares of trials and tribulations. Like many, I could have easily given up. When faced with belly aching despair, I could have been seduced by the dark side of life and escaped from my misery but instead I tend to reach for my mettle detector: 'Kipling’s, poem ‘IF’ ...you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they...