I spent four days last week trying not to quote Dr. Dre while working for Habitat for Humanity. It's it's a great example of how my brain works that working for a charity would prompt an entire week of "Forgot About Dre" being stuck in my head because the line "Where's all the mad rappers at? It's like a Jungle in this Habitat" because they happened to share one word.
But seriously, last week was like coming back to life for me. I had the opportunity to be a part of "Project Inspire" which was a service project put on by my school. For four days I got to help out Habitat for Humanity in Pocatello in a small way. Mostly lending muscle and shoulders to the effort to build affordable, quality housing, for low-income families. I got to meet the father of the family, Will, and work with him for a little bit when we were reinforcing the stairs. It was such a blessing to get to work and help out a genuinely good person who just needed a little bit of help. Getting to serve and work for awhile and not worry about the things that follow me around was the best thing possible for me.
I was able to make such good friends so fast in just four days I got 11 people more who have blessed my life. Everyone put up with the craziness and bad weather and my nicknames for them, and the week was a blast for everyone I think.
I feel ready now to take on this next semester in spite of the break not being as long as I would like. This time went way to fast, but it was way too good to complain. And as the song I'm listening to right now says, "Some things last a long time" (Covered by two of my favorite bands Built to Spill and Beach House)
I don't think I said anything interesting in this blog but man, it was such a great week for me.
didn't say anything interesting in this blog? gage, this was such a great post- especially for me. I love hearing that you had a great time at Project Inspire. It makes me feel that I did something good! you're the best and the week wouldn't have been what it was without you!
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