My Nonprofit Reviews

25 Years ago I entered Anchor House for 31 days. Anchor House to me was the only place as a kid I felt safe. For the first time in my life I was able to breathe and not be afraid. I could go to sleep at night and not feel like something was going to happen. I had accountability for chores and the rules of the house which really went a long way. There was structure and caring. It gave me the chance to be a kid even if it was only for a short time. My case worker showed me so much compasion that I was able to break down walls and tell what did and was happening to me. She gave me hugs! That was a huge thing! The volunteers who came out often helped me to step away from all the drama and have fun. They would take us places or just hang out. So while we had to deal with our reality we knew that there were going to be times that we didnt have to focus on it and just enjoy ourselves. I remember while i was there I was told my great grandmother had passed and my birth mother blamed me for it. There was a volunteer who sat and hugged me and made me feel in that moment that things would be ok and that it was ok to be sad. Something I had never had before. I think of that volunteer often. Each little thing that the case workers and volunteers did for me helped to shape who I am today. Unfortunatly I was sent back to my birth family and that never got better. But because of my time at Anchor House I took what I was shown and taught and grew. Today I have a family of my own with two kids and a husband of 13 years. I cant imagine what my life would have been had they not sent me to Anchor House.

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