Over the past couple of days, I've been busting my tail end trying to get things ready for our new project at the bank. It's called the Heart Walk, and we all walk as a team on Saturday @ 9:30am. We needed to raise money, but for some reason people just weren't as giving as they were for Operation Feed. Then I start to think to myself, is all this hard work really worth it sometimes? I do so much and sometimes get so under appreciated that I want to give up. Then I keep reminding myself that this is going to help others, so no matter what happens, I'm helping someone else.
In my last post, about the top three reasons you should volunteer, I started to analyze all three of those reasons and tried to apply it to my life. Yes, volunteering has shaped me as a person. I have a VERY different out look on life. Yes, helping others does change their lives. Without our help, they might not get the things they need to survive or take care of themselves. It does put things in to a different perspective for them, by letting them know they CAN make it. Yes, progess can begin. After you get the effect of helping someone out, it sort of starts a domino effect on others, making them want to help as well.
All in all, I feel that sometimes my work goes unnoticed and unappreciated, but I do feel that it's worth it in the long run. I know by the end of my work day, I will have helped out one extra person and saving them from the rest of their population of needy people.