Lending a Hand Where We Can…

volunteerphone photoThere’s something I’m going to tell you, something I don’t tell many people. Late on a Sunday night I leave my partner sleeping then tiptoe into my children’s bedrooms, kiss them softly on the forehead then quietly leave the house. I’m only gone for a few hours, when they wake I’m back in bed and the children never know I left the house. You’re probably wondering why? Well it’s because I go somewhere to listen to people in distress, to talk about their problems. I’m a Samaritan.

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