About three years have passed since I moved from a shelter to temporary
housing.
My shelter was an elementary school gym. At first I was relieved. But still
now I feel ill at ease,
because it is just "temporary" housing. I miss my home!
Last Saturday marked the 4th public housing entry recruitment.
I was preliminarily elected for public housing entry. I hope I can enter the
public housing.
Since I experienced the Earthquake, many volunteer members have supported
and
encouraged us. I am very grateful for their help.
The rent for temporary housing is free, so you may think we can save money.
But, it is not true.
Even if I am lucky enough to enter public housing, I will need money to move
and buy furniture.
Contemplating these things, fills me with anxiety.