Camp Counselor

Some days I feel like I'm not making much of a difference, and other days -- like today -- it's as if every opportunity to help someone is thrown at me in rapid succession. I am too tired to get into all of it now (it's not very late, but I awoke at the unfortunate hour of 3:30 a.m. and have been going non-stop since), but I will say that among those I helped were a young lady experiencing sexual harrassment in her job and another who was hoping to return to college but finding it difficult. Both were more intense situations than I'm presenting them to be; both women were very grateful for the help. I was glad to be of help, and to be honest I was also glad for the diversion. It's been easy for me to be caught up lately in how busy I am with teaching so many classes (and the associated grading and planning) and coordinating my house repairs (the cabinets went in today!). It might seem like advising others on how to handle uncomfortable and unfamiliar situations would add to the burden, but for some reason I don't understand, it actually lessens it. I still have a lot to do, but at least I had the pleasure of guiding young women who didn't have other places to turn for help. I would say that's a pretty good day's work.