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…
Dear Future Volunteer (A letter from a second year volunteer)
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…
Alumni Feature: Learning To Be A Shining Lamp
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…
Southern Humidity
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…
A Year of Relationship
Warm greetings from the Sacred Grounds coffee shop on Hayes Street just a couple blocks from the eastern edge of Golden Gate Park in San Francisco, California. I managed to pay for my $3.25 drink with three dollar bills, one…