Much of my time this week was spent scheduling meetings and
workshops and rescheduling. By the middle of the week this became more
frustrating than I could take. It’s a small thing but in the moment it felt
like the end of the world. I have four months left in my service and at this
point I believe that I will be unable to see some of the projects I have been
working on to the end. In the moment this was simultaneously devastating and
yet I also felt apathetic, which scared me more. Every time I was told a
meeting was canceled I lost a little bit of faith. Ultimately I do think there
is value that I went to the social workers office every week and tried to talk
about Gender. Although I have yet to see these conversations converted into an
event for the community. I know that at least on some level the conversation is
being had. Although the workshop on Emotional Intelligence is going on its
third reschedule and I believe this one is indefinite, I am grateful for the
opportunity to have put that workshop together and maybe the next volunteer at
my site will get to put the workshop on. No doubt this will happen moments
after they arrive and lead to a comical story for that volunteer for years to
come. I’m lucky to understand that my service is so much more than these
canceled meetings and rescheduled programs. I always knew that I was going to
take more than I could give and this week was a prime example. This experience
has allowed me to grow in ways I could not have imagined and for that I am
grateful. These discomforts and frustrations are simply growing pains, they are
just part of the process.
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