Drawing the Line

Nearly eight months have gone by, I have traveled through 23 states, visited 30 college campuses, and met hundreds of people. Strange to think of how little time has gone by and how much life has changed in the process. When I look back, I don't really know what I was expecting to get out of this experience. I figured it would be an opportunity to contribute to Phi Psi while traveling the country. I guess I never really understood how much I would be able to take from my travels.

Every time I get into my car and drive down a highway to some new place, I ask myself, "who am I going to meet next? What problems are they facing? Did I ever have any of those problems? Can I help? If not, who should they turn to?"

When we accept a responsibility in life, we often find ourselves facing a challenge. The challenge is understanding your responsibility. While I realize that there really is no clause in my contract that says I need to make sure that I spend a Saturday night hanging out with some of the guys or that I should listen to a guy when he needs someone to lend him an ear. I guess the one thing that can always get in the way is remembering that I took this job because I wanted to give back to Phi Psi. Sure, I am off the clock most of the time, but in some small way, understanding the seperation is confusing. I am happy to stand by my brothers as a brother, not as some guy that works for "NATIONALS". Sometimes you just have to know where to draw the line.