I have been seeking employment to no avail. The listings are getting slimmer. The experience sought has become more specific to the cause in the non-profit sector. In recent days, the media has questioned and devalue the undergraduate degree.
This morning I read a post about volunteering, with my time available and with my strong sense of social service, I explored volunteer opportunities for youth services in my area to find no opportunities presently available.
Sure I can fill my day between the employment search, domestic responsibilities, reading and writing my blog, working on my manuscript, crocheting scarfs and blankets, but yet I am left feeling a void in my sense of purpose and contribution to society.
I look out the window the ground is blanketed with snow, in the forecast there is more to come. Yesterday, I read the local children’s home for emotionally disturbed girls are closing their doors, the residents are being sent elsewhere due to the increasing expenses and lack of state funding. So much for providing them with a stable environment.
I know how to survive. I have people who I love and who love me. I still have a roof over my head, although it’s in need of repair. The snow will melt. I’ll plant the farm. Yet, I feel helpless with these larger issues, as an outsider to the cause. I can search the catalogs order the seeds, seedlings, and potato starters and then wait. I’ve been thinking about raising chicks for eggs.
I’ve become very good at waiting and watching as the most vulnerable are denied services, as doors close, as school programs are cut, as the prices of goods and services rise, and the middle class vanishes. But, don’t question or devalue the quality of my education. I have an open mind and a voice. My arena is the world.
Can you hear me? Please share your comments.
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