I volunteered last night. I confess I occasionally feel useless. You have to be careful in this setting with boundaries - and I am still becoming accustomed to it. I have been able to help with some spreadsheets and documents that are easier for me to update/re-create than some of the staff.   Overall though, I wish I could do more. 

Last night, though, was a little different. There was an infant boy who was fussy.  It is hard on the children. They don't choose their situation, they are in a strange place- in a community living setting, and they struggle a little because they don't understand.

I got to hold him for about 20 minutes.  As I tried to distract him by pointing out colors and cars outside, and I rocked him and he laid on my shoulder, He is a wonderfully innocent little dude, and absolutely darling. In those short minutes while his mother got a short break, I tried to give him a lifetime of love, to tell him soul to soul that no matter what this life threw at him, he could handle it.

I honestly hope this little dude does not remember this time of his life, but I was grateful for the opportunity to feel like my service was worth something.

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