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…
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…
Dear Future Mercy Volunteer, First and foremost, congratulations! A year of service is a big commitment, one that has the potential to change your life forever and for the better. I am midway through my second year and I can…
The Catholic Migration Services (CMS) office in Sunnyside Queens offers a variety of services to immigrants in the community who often respond with tears, some of joy and some of anguish. The livelihood for many of these people is fickle…
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 cry a lot more than I used to. Maybe the humidity down south causes me to have a surplus of water in my tear ducts and they can't help but leak. (It’s a good thing I wasn’t a biology…