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We've all had "one of those days" where we usually love what we do but today nothing is jiving. Nothing is sparking joy. Everything feels like a strain and the outlook seems bleak. I'm currently having one of those days and if you are too I'm here to say, I hear you and I get it. Today's been discouraging because we're pushing deadlines for our social services to continue into the new year without any blips. It gets SO FRUSTRATING when you set internal deadlines to meet these external deadlines and they're not respected. This is a chronic problem I've been facing with a few higher-ups. No matter how many emails, phone calls, heads popped into their office, deadlines are fulfilled on their timeline and I'm left to bust my butt to meet the external deadline for them. For me, it's hard to say, "sorry, you didn't meet my deadline so I cant help you anymore" because I know it'll affect a family getting services. It's cliche but it is true, I dont do this for the money. I do this because I believe in the mission and the field; but these frustrations weigh down on me and my heart. When people talk about or volunteer in the nonprofit sector, it's all good things. "You're doing amazing things in the community." "Thank you for helping others." "You should be proud of the difference you make." Yes, all of these emotions are true but what about the painstaking work that goes on to make all of this happen? None of this happens out of thin air and none of this can happen without an excruciating amount of team work. I'm sure this is true of other sectors out there but I feel like it's a magnified feeling in the nonprofit and public service sectors because without the services we provide, families can loose a lot. It might look like what we do is easy. It might look like what we do is all fun and smiles. It's not. We have to go through a lot of clouds and storms to show you all the rainbow on the other side. So anyway, if you're having a day and you need to know someone out there is feeling the same way -- I'm here. I get it. You're not alone.
Original Post: 12/10/19
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Last Thursday I was suppose to go out to dinner with friends but plans got pushed to Friday. I was a little annoyed since my Friday night chores will have to be pushed to Saturday morning. I left the office a little later than I intended. Our big boss asked for volunteers to help move some furniture in his office; normally I would’ve helped but I decided to go home. I missed a call from my boss but I didn’t stop to call him back like I normally do. I ran down the stairs to catch my train only to have the doors close the moment my foot touched the platform. Needless to say, I was a little annoyed during my commute home. As fate would have it, I ran into my mom waiting for the transfer train we needed to take to get home. This is when I realized all of those roadblocks came into my life for a reason. She had donated blood a few hours earlier and all of the sudden fainted on the train right before the doors were about to close and leave the station. I was able to get her back onto the platform (when in an emergency, NEVER underestimate the strength of your adrenaline! I was ready to move a mountain for her!) and three kind strangers helped me. Thank you to the lady who calmly asked if my mom was ok and gave her some gum for sugar. Thank you to the gentleman who helped me get my mom upright on the platform. Thank you to the other lady who gave Mom her water bottle. There really are kind people in the world! If you see someone in need please help them in anyway you can. Even if it means just giving them a tissue (which another lady did do). Every action taken by the people on the platform was so appreciated by me. Mom is fine and we’re all good. That night I couldn’t help but think “what if?” What if things didn’t go the way they did? God put me where I needed to be, even if it mean me being inconvenienced. At the moment I couldn’t see past my perspective but hindsight is 20/20. When I’m frustrated about my situation I’m going to try hard to remember that I’m exactly where I need to be at this point in time.
Original Post: 10/28/19
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