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…
Listening Unconditionally
I went into this year thinking it would be a sort of cultural exchange. Coming from a secular Jewish family, there was little about Catholic communities that felt familiar to me. There are commonalities definitely, but there are also differences…
Living In The Grey
They (who is the proverbial “they”, anyway?) say that if you can make it in New York City, you can make it anywhere in the world. I feel confident that I’ve made it in NYC; in my own way and…
What is Mercy?
From the very beginning of my Mercy Volunteer year, I have been challenged to discover what mercy means to me. We first discussed it as a community during orientation in Pittsburgh and that discussion has stuck with me. We thought…