Mary Ryder Home Reflection

During the last two weeks of my junior year, every student in my class was required to volunteer at a service site. For my service, I chose to go to the Mary Ryder Home, an all-women’s residential care facility for women of low-income status. I chose the home because it was around five minutes away from my high school and some seniors had told me that they had loved it there. During my time there, I came to bond with some of the women by painting their nails, talking about their grandchildren, or by watching soap operas with them. Many of the women in the home were very lonely and often gravitated towards me because they thought I would become friends with them. This experience was very eye-opening for me because I did not understand how