
I am now standing past the half way mark of my senior year of college.
At this point, I have sent out 29ish job applications and have gotten about 10 rejection letters. I am, genuinely, not a huge fan of this part of my life. I feel like I spend all of my time writing to complete strangers about my "qualifications" and "experience" and that I never have time to actually do the job that I love.
Tonight, I first spent some time with my actual residents (and not with my homework) for what feels like the first time in a long time. I simply talked to them, and I loved every moment of that time. Then, I spent a few minutes reading this blog before getting back to work...and I honestly felt like I had come home. It was delightful to soak in some memories that remind me of how much I actually love this job. I love my girls, and I have loved the fact that I have gotten to partner with God in the mission of developing leaders.
So, all of this to say...
Whether or not I become an RD, I have been honored and blessed by the opportunity to spend the past three years serving as a Resident Assistant.
I thank God for this piece of my life, regardless of my future.
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