We prayed before we left in a small chapel. Silently at first. On our knees. Then one of the young sisters said a prayer. I left with this overwhelming sadness but intense gratitude for these strong young women who give their lives completely to the service of others. They receive no recognition. They too are hungry and their work is endless. They only give. I cannot fault Mother Superior for her decision not to allow photos or videotaping. I am certain that Immaculee would only do good for this place, but who am I to judge? How could I ever question the judgment of a person so selfless, who lives only to serve?