This I Know
Earlier this week we were finishing sizing the kids in the
different homes for clothes in preparation to start labeling and repairing
donations. First we went to the Victory House—a huge home with dozens of kids.
It was chaotic. It was absolutely wonderful. Next, we went to the schoolgirls’
home—an apartment complex that housed the majority of the school-going kids.
Walking in, the atmosphere was immediately different from the other house we
had visited. It was quieter, the children who lived there mostly had physical
disabilities rather than cognitive ones. It felt so much like Home.
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