Last week I was interviewed by a former student for a communications class she was currently taking. I have had an easy going rapport with her, so the interview quickly shifted to a conversation between 2 people.
One of the things she asked me about was how I became interested in social work and in working with others and I remembered going to the nursing home once a month on a Sunday night, how one church we helped start worked with homeless men and women as well as men and women with mental illness.
She made the point that there are different routes people take to work in service to others, because several of her classmates were in social work because they had similar life experiences to many of their clients and they wanted to give back to others, and I became involved because of the example set by my parents.
It was a lot to think about as I headed home that night.