For me, service is a way of life. I’ve seen a wide range in the effectiveness of service. I spent my 20s lending support to a myriad of social causes: tutoring 7th graders, making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for food drives, counseling women to transition from homelessness to employment, and on and on.
I was left wondering what happened to the people I served. Did my tutoring actually make a difference? Did the women that I had a one-off resume review sessions and mock interview sessions with go on to find a ways to support themselves? Were my interventions too late? Too few? I yearned to know more about the aftermath. I yearned to see the faces of people that ate the lunches I packed. I yearned to talk to them. I yearned to know them and their stories.