Poverty and our unhoused in America is one of our greatest disappointments, as one of the richest countries in the world. Often, we speak of people experiencing these realities as if this is a new or limited reality. We don’t take into account the very real possibility that generational poverty is their circumstance. In this story, that is set on the streets of every city in America every day we meet a young woman in her early twenties speaking about her life as someone who has only known living on the street going back three generations. She talks about the assumptions that people have about people like her and the life that she is living. While she shares her childhood, day to day life, joys and struggles with us we are left with the feeling that all people are different. We all have our origin story that will never be identical to anyone else, and we all can learn from hearing someone else’s. She leaves us with the reminder that “normal” is only “normal” to other people like us and other people who have lived the way we have lived. A person experiencing generational poverty doesn’t miss having what they have never had or living a life they have never lived. In essence you can’t miss what you’ve never had access to. A simple story of treating every man, woman and child as if they are someone special. Accepting that we can all be different and still matter, whether our home is on a street or on a street corner, we absolutely matter.