One of those most heartbreaking things I could possibly fathom is the thought that not everyone-even in America-goes home to a family and a steady, unchanging house. However, in Amber's story, "I Am Homeless," it must have been even more rough, considering she had lived in the same home her entire life, but all of a sudden had to fit her life in a tiny box and move in with her neighbors, away from her parents.

I feel we should all be grateful for the things we have while they're here, because our whole lives might be flipped upside down at any moment.