Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Whales!!!
Earlier this month, Dash and I went Whale Watching near the San Juan Islands. It was a long day on the boat, but it was so much fun!! We had a great time being together and being forced to spend a day doing nothing but going along for the ride.
Hallelujah
This is my final week working at the Bellingham Y. It's been a good, challenging, crazy, odd, and growing three years. I've learned SO much, and at the age of twenty-two, I have experience and skills that I couldn't have really gotten elsewhere. So...how do you say goodbye to a place that's been such a part of your life? I had a co-worker ask me at the beginning of this week if I was super sad. And honestly, I'm not that sad...I've lived through enough transitions that I know when it's time. And it's time. I feel it in my bones.
Today, we were doing some cleaning of the site. Before we took the piano back to the office, two of our girls gave us a "concert" singing Hallelujah. It was great and silly and full of meaning for me. And let me tell you...I felt tears threaten...
What my heart hurts for are these kiddos. I have worked with so, so many families over the years. I've watched as they've grown. I've seen families at their weakest, most vulnerable moments. And I've heard stories. Many, many stories. Things that I didn't need to know, but things they told me anyways.
Working for the Y has not always been easy. It's been gut-wrenching and hard and frustrating. But I stayed because, when you put the bullshit aside, this is more than JUST a job. I will carry things and people and experience and laughter and heartbreak and stories and so much life with me when I go. I will always remember this time. And I'll know that I did more. I haven't always felt that I've done more than just care for kiddos. But I have. I may never know what more I did for and with these kiddos. And they'll probably never know the more they did for me either. I'm not the same person I was when I started this job. And hopefully these kiddos and families I've worked with have changed too. And maybe, just maybe, I'll see some of them again.
I am blessed beyond measure and words. Hallelujah indeed.
Today, we were doing some cleaning of the site. Before we took the piano back to the office, two of our girls gave us a "concert" singing Hallelujah. It was great and silly and full of meaning for me. And let me tell you...I felt tears threaten...
What my heart hurts for are these kiddos. I have worked with so, so many families over the years. I've watched as they've grown. I've seen families at their weakest, most vulnerable moments. And I've heard stories. Many, many stories. Things that I didn't need to know, but things they told me anyways.
Working for the Y has not always been easy. It's been gut-wrenching and hard and frustrating. But I stayed because, when you put the bullshit aside, this is more than JUST a job. I will carry things and people and experience and laughter and heartbreak and stories and so much life with me when I go. I will always remember this time. And I'll know that I did more. I haven't always felt that I've done more than just care for kiddos. But I have. I may never know what more I did for and with these kiddos. And they'll probably never know the more they did for me either. I'm not the same person I was when I started this job. And hopefully these kiddos and families I've worked with have changed too. And maybe, just maybe, I'll see some of them again.
I am blessed beyond measure and words. Hallelujah indeed.
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