Community

My parents were very active in our parish when I was growing up. Most of the visitors at home were our neighbors. They'd have meetings and parties often. It was the community I grew up in and that's where I learned that you can do a lot of good when you volunteer. 

The biggest project my parents were involved in was helping build our parish church. A lot of the meetings happened at home and I remember the huge fundraising activity they organized. I was always in tow since I think I was one of the youngest children in the group. 

I posted the photo above on my page and Tito Henry commented on it. He said that my Dad made them proud to be part of the community. Yes, my parents always welcomed people to help in any way they can. I saw my Mom's multitude of lists for ticket selling, donations, and lists of groups. 

As much as I'm an introvert, I also joined some groups in our parish and they are still my friends until today. As introverted as I am, I actually built communities as part of my job. The communities were volunteer groups to help others learn and most are still around even though I retired. The secret was growing up within a tight community. 

I tried doing some volunteer work a few months ago, but alas, my body is just too messed up and I'm unable to commit. Stress always brings me down, so I apologized and pulled out. I tend to do things whole-heartedly, but I need to focus on my health. Maybe someday I can be more productive and helpful. 

Have a blessed Sunday everyone!

#BeKind #StaySafe