“I remember waking up one day by the New Orleans Mission, sleeping on the cold hard concrete listening to the cars pass overhead. I asked myself, “How did you ever let yourself get to this point?” I never realized at that time that I had a disease.”

- Brett J., Bridge House Resident

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I became a prisoner to alcohol and my life fell to pieces. I was hopeless, tired, confused, angry, sick and very unhealthy. My parents took over my role as parent to my children. I drank all day, every day until I passed out. My family no longer talked to me.

- Nancy, Grace House Resident

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I don’t know why I was given the Grace to survive, and others aren’t. It is still hard to believe that I made it out alive. Sometimes, it’s even hard to believe that I used to be addicted to heroin, stealing from everyone who loved me and hurting them repeatedly. I do know that I do not take this life for granted and try every day to make it mean something, to give something back.

- Lauren, Grace House Alum

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“ I am currently in college for Business Management, I am about to be a father, and I was just promoted to Assistant Floor Manager. I am indebted to Bridge House for giving me a chance to change my life. ”

- Derrick, Bridge House Alumni

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