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Volunteering, a leap of faith

A few years back I was completely immersed in volunteering at school. I held leadership roles on our PFA (PTA, PFC, has many names, same thing)Board, I was room parent, organized the school carnival, the list goes on. I had good reasons for doing it, and I enjoyed it, but I had a lot going on, and I felt like I was keeping myself so busy that I wasn't able to focus on my family and my own spiritual growth the way I wanted to. So I stepped back. I took the break I needed. Organizations like school volunteer groups can get a little political, and the many personalities can be challenging to deal with at times. I found myself a little exhausted maneuvering around all of the silliness. Ok, so fast forward a year or so. I miss the involvement. I miss feeling connected to what is going on in the school environment. I miss connecting in person with other Moms on a regular basis. My house isn't immaculate, the laundry isn't always done, I haven't morphed into Helen homemaker like I had hoped I would (by spending more time at home). I have grown a lot, and I hope I will continue to do so. Sooo, I am dipping my toe back into the water next year. I volunteered to be on the board next year at my son's elementary school. I also volunteered to do some writing/web stuff at El Camino Real High School (maybe I'll have a clue what is going on now, since my son tells me zip) I will likely have 4 kids in 4 different schools next year I believe (still trying to narrow it down to 3 schools, but awaiting permit approvals), so my days of not being out in the world are over for sure. I realise this sounds a bit more like diving into the deep end, than dipping my toe in the water, but that is how I roll. (In case you have been following my posts on using your gifts, this is part of my own self-challenge. My spiritual gifts include communication and problem solving, time to start working out those muscles)

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