At St. Anne's Place, things are going really well. I so far have mostly worked with the little girls of the shelter and it has been a delight. The hardest part of volunteering always for me seems to be when time comes to leave. I say goodbye then sit in my car for about ten minutes and process what I've just seen. Trying to understand such a complex situation is far beyond me . I haven't been able to deliberately ask my questions for essay 3 but something one of the girls said (which i will be incorporating into my essay) was that she didn't have a real house. She is only five years old and understands that she has no real place to call her own. It's frusterating to know that soon these children will be back out on the streets while their mothers search high and low for affordable housing and a job. The pressure that they must feel and the blank stares so many of the mothers give, makes your heart go right out to them.