The Power of Presence
One morning as I walked through the halls of my unit inviting residents to participate in the planned activity, I saw a bedbound man stirring. I had been trying to speak with him for a while, but he was so…
Stories from Mercy Volunteers in Baltimore, MD
One morning as I walked through the halls of my unit inviting residents to participate in the planned activity, I saw a bedbound man stirring. I had been trying to speak with him for a while, but he was so…
Every day when I walk into work and turn on the lamp at my desk, I take a moment to look at one of the “decorations” on my corkboard, a note card that I received from a Sister of Mercy…
I am always puzzled and amazed at how so very difficult it is for me to narrow down one social justice issue that sticks out to me the most. I continuously struggle to find my one purpose and notice that my…
In addition to people questioning my sanity and judgment when I decided to move across the country to volunteer, they also questioned why in the world I would intentionally decide to move in with three strangers. Most found the idea of…
I am happy to say that my community members and I are settled into our new home in Baltimore, Maryland! Our "house" is an old rectory attached to a church, but to us it is like a mansion! It has great…