I hesitate to predict further into the future than tomorrow morning, not because I don’t see where we’re going but because I see We are lots of Us, and I have been confused. I have little stamina, work in short bursts and require naps about which I am quite serious so don’t call me. Tomorrow is Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.’s birthday, which we can honor by heeding the call for a national day of service. What’s that, then?
Millions of Americans are expected to honor Dr. King and answer President-elect Obama’s call to service by volunteering on the January 19 King Holiday. More than 12,100 service projects are taking place across the country, more than double last year. Americans will make it “a day on, not a day off” by delivering meals, refurbishing schools, reading to children, signing up mentors, and much, much more.
Yeah… never before would I have believed a word the government said about Dr. King, but things are different for everyone now, so back to me. For years, I contented myself with small projects, connecting stuff with people who needed stuff and anonymous donations because I didn’t trust myself to be able to finish the job, whatever the job, before I went limp with exhaustion. Yesterday, I saw a poster in the family store for a food pantry collection in the tiny town. It hasn’t been publicized well, so I don’t expect much, which might be fine for a normal person but Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Still, for me, it’s a leap into the unknown. I am going to meet people and see what I can do. I predict tomorrow morning, I will really learn a thing or two, and one or both will be humbling. That’s got to be good for everyone, right?