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So, I just got back from my spring vacation. I went with nine adults and three teenage boys to Mississippi to help with the hurricane relief. It's crazy to think that five years after Hurricane Katrina, the gulf coast of Mississippi is still in desperate need of relief. We worked with an organization called Habitat for Humanity, which takes volunteers and puts them on work sites to build new houses for people in need. It was such an awesome experience, working for Habitat. Not only did I feel accomplished after learning how to assemble and construct a wall frame, I learned so much about myself and what I am capable of. It's a great way to meet people from all over the world and hear their stories and what motivates them to spend their free time helping people that they don't even know. When I asked a teen boy why he chose to spend his spring break away from home on a construction site, he shrugged and said "I feel like my life is so much about me, it's cool to do something for someone else." Good answer, eh? It made me think, how much of my life do I spend on me, thinking about me? The majority of it, I'd say. It opened my eyes to the reason I was there and why I loved to volunteer. There are people all over this world that are in need of help, and volunteering to give them adequate and safe shelter makes their struggles greatly reduced. So many people say that one person can change the world, and it's so true. It doesn't take loads of money or perfect skills or extraordinary people, it just takes normal people, like you and me. I feel as though living your life in a way to help others is one of the best ways a person can spend their time. Over the course of the week I met a woman from India, a man from England, a group of boys from Kentucky, and men and women from Mississippi. It's really cool to see people devoted to making a difference in the lives of strangers at no benefit to them. Love is not lost.