People will ask me, “Isn’t it depressing to volunteer at Casey House?” They have no idea how much we laugh there. I tell them that for everything I give, I get it all back – and more.
Heather Weir, Casey House Volunteer
I recall one client who’d never had a break in her life. She’d had to struggle from the very beginning. And yet she had such a gift for making people laugh, for drawing people together. She was the instigator of fun, and I would see her zero in on another resident who was really isolated and depressed, and she would somehow find a way to draw them out and bring them into the group. I would push her in her wheelchair to the store to buy something small, french fries or a donut, and she would relate to people the whole way there and back. I admired her will to survive and her humour despite the terrible challenges in her life, and the gift that she had with people. She was very inspiring, as many of the clients are.
Certainly, it can be hard to fit volunteering into a busy work and family life, and there are some evenings I’ve had to struggle to make it to a shift. But I’m never sorry I made it. The clients truly are inspiring. They give me energy for the week and I always leave my shift glad that I came. People will ask me, “Isn’t it depressing to volunteer at Casey House?” They have no idea how much we laugh there. I tell them that for everything I give, I get it all back – and more.