Why I Volunteer
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Hello! I'm experimenting with blogging every day. Because I'm very new to this, I need your help. Please take a minute to drop me a line and let me know what you think. I will post stories, thoughts, and possibly recipes (if I'm having an off day). Here's the post for today.
I've volunteered in different capacities since I can remember. I'm not going to write a grocery list here, that's not the point. I do not volunteer so that people would tell me how great I am.
All intake forms for volunteers ask the same question: why do you want to volunteer with us? I always answer the same. Because I can. Because I'm lucky. I can putter around the house all day, writing and reading, because I don't have to get a job. I can manage my own time and be here for the kids when they get home from school. I can walk them to their various clubs after school. I'm so incredibly lucky. And some people are less fortunate. Some people have no job and no money. Some people raise children who need more resources than they can give. Some people struggle with mental health issues. Some people struggle with physical health issues. Some people just didn't have a great start in life and are not together enough to handle the stuff that life throws at us. Because life does throw stuff and us. And you know what I mean by stuff.
Today, words are challenging for me. Today my head feels like it's going to explode and eyeballs are pounding. But I'm able to handle it because I have gas in the tank. Because I had a good night sleep and I'm not thinking about my kids misbehaving at school, and I'm not worried about where dinner is going to come from. I can write for just ten minutes and then go lie down on the couch, and I'm not going to lose my job because of it. I can scratch all of my goals for today and take a nap, and no one is going to die because of it.
And today, head exploding and eyeballs pounding, I feel incredibly lucky.