In 2012, I lived the most powerful and meaningful experience of life: one month going everyday to an elderly's home in Nepal to give some help. My first visit there made me cry because there was so much sadness in this place; my last visit also made me cry because I was leaving them. I cannot explain how happy I was to go there everyday and spend time with them. The conditions of living are not optimal - 2 dormitories, eating on the floor, etc - but at least they have a roof and people taking care of them: volunteers, young nepali people, Sisters Mother Teresa. They are not alone, and that's what most matters in one of the poorest country of the world.