Home

I walked into the the back door. As soon as I shut the door I could smell something wonderful cooking. I stepped into the kitchen to be greeted by a handsome young man checking on dinner. " You are the cook?" I was impressed!
I followed the sound of laughter into the living room, where kids and moms were gathered. All the couches and chairs were full. I counted heads, like the mother that I am to make sure all my chicks were home.
As I headed to the office upstairs, I could still hear the voices and the laughter and smell dinner on the stove. Felt just like home.
To seven families . . . The RDAP shelter is home.