Slept with the sliding door open, heard the rustle in through trees, and woke up before the sun rose. Worked with Lanakila Pacific Meals on Wheels. Spooned gravy over roasted chicken, scooped brown rice, and portioned peas and carrots into eco-friendly containers, pushing them down the line toward the sealing machine. Compiled cold packs with butter, fruit and milk. Got a quick tour of the other programs – received handmade fabric leis and a performance of Hands in Harmony. Delivered meals to a number of elderly through out Honolulu, either in single family homes or apartment units. Ate a lunch of traditional Hawaiian foods, a meal that was being served to the clients. We left the facility, backpacks on backs, pant legs and shirtsleeves rolled up, aimlessly meandering into the immediate unknown.
Finally: closure! The suspense has been killing me! : ) Thanks so much for this vicarious experience of "volunteering across America." You did a wonderful thing, and I hope others will be inspired to give a little of themselves (whether it's time, talent, or tithes) to help others. Take care -- best wishes!
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