Musings of a college graduate

My last day at the YWCA was on Friday. It was one of those bittersweet changes. It was necessary but I felt somewhat uneasy about the change. I’ve never been good with change. Change makes me feel out of control and I’m a very “controlled” person. However, as I was finishing up on Friday, I knew I was successful in everything I wanted to do with the program. I knew I put my whole being into providing the children a program in which they were able to relax, have fun and just be kids. I didn’t need any gimmicks - no silly names for groups, no false pretenses. I was just honest and upfront with them. I didn’t treat the children like victims, but survivors - heroes. The children I’ve worked with have been difficult but then I had those gems, the children who were just innately good, well-behaved and wanted the best out of life. It was working at the YWCA that made me realize how resilient children actually were. It was a concept I had read about in my Child Development classes but seeing it in person made me truly understand what I had learned. Now I’m moving on to the Armed Services YMCA and with me I am taking drive, my dedication to the “cause”, and an understanding of how children work, how they think and that no matter what, be it family separation, divorce, domestic violence, children will overcome if we help and allow them and that’s what makes them so amazing.