When I first walked through the doors of Ele’s Place, I felt anxious and overwhelmed as a single father with two young children. My wife had passed away from breast cancer. Upon starting our visits to Ele’s Place, we were greeted by a warm fireplace, bright colors, and stuffed animals surrounding us. It was clear that this was not just a place to mourn but also a space for learning and growth. Ele’s Place became a refuge for our family and an important part of our weekly routine. Although I do not remember every detail of what we did there, I always left feeling at least a little better than when I arrived. Now, when I think of Ele’s Place, I am reminded that, in moments when I had nowhere else to turn, Ele’s Place held space for us, providing support little by little, week after week.
