Finally!

This morning I finally met Mrs. Turner at the clinic. I made all the paper-work and I will start my volunteering service next week. I saw so many people in need this morning it wasn't even funny. Something in me moved, either compassion or pity. Most likely compassion. All this poem of Dante's Inferno really made me change priorities in life. Among them, trying to find a way to help others.

Help Denied!

I finally received an e-mail from the "where the warriors go". They do not want help! They said that all the position were occupied and there is nothing to do. I totally disagree! I see around that place nothing, but people who are in NEED, and they deserve it. If there is no more positions available, why they made me fill an application? I am not volunteering for the benefits of it, after all, I am a veteran myself and therefore, have more benefits than those. I strongly believe than someone needs to burst the perfect bubble where these people think they live. After all, they seen not to care and its just their job.