Those days gone by.
This morning a had a at the Senior Center (where I interned last year at this time) about my research project that seems to have no other goal than to me a royal pain in my ass. Thankfully the meeting went extremely well and we finally have our sampling frame and method of surveying. Be back there was kind of strange. The center has changed a lot, and so have I. I walked into that building last January so unsure of myself and now I have a confidence in myself that seems so unreal. It hit though how much I miss being there. I miss walking through those doors and being greeted by Dee Dee. I miss my Friday afternoon poker games. I miss having lunch with the staff and being treated like an adult.
The center was such a huge part of my life last spring that I can't believe it took me so long go back. I walked in this morning and fell back into that comfortable feel with the staff. I am glad that I am going to be working with them on this project. Who knows maybe Malia was right when she told me she groomed us to be future Senior Center Directors. After all us interns had enough experience with program planning and paper work to do it lol.
The center was such a huge part of my life last spring that I can't believe it took me so long go back. I walked in this morning and fell back into that comfortable feel with the staff. I am glad that I am going to be working with them on this project. Who knows maybe Malia was right when she told me she groomed us to be future Senior Center Directors. After all us interns had enough experience with program planning and paper work to do it lol.