Written by: Lacey Kara, Western Washington University student

I moved to Bellingham, WA from Boston, MA at the beginning of my sophomore year of high school. Not knowing anybody or having any other “niche,” I joined our high school’s volunteer organization called “Key Club.” I felt like I would be accepted here, if anywhere, and I would have the opportunity to meet new people while volunteering at various locations around Whatcom County, and the place I now call home.

Volunteer opportunities were announced at our weekly meetings. Whatcom Volunteer Center and local non-profit organizations such as Habitat for Humanity, and Big Brothers and Big Sisters of Whatcom County, would inform us of upcoming projects, and we had sign-up lists for the various opportunities still needing assitance. I filled my time volunteering for any and all projects during non-school hours. I didn’t need to be an expert or even have previous experience to be able to help and participate at any given project or location. My helping hands were always appreciated, and that was the beauty of it.

I was able to see my new community, from its core. I connected with my fellow peers and other community members and leaders through my experiences in volunteering. The need for a volunteer is always out there, and now more so than ever. Being able to help others in need is very fulfilling for me. This is also where I first realized how grateful I should be for all that I have, as there is always someone out there who is not as fortunate. This realization is something that’s carried me through even the toughest of times. Without my experiences through volunteering, I never would’ve had the opportunity to learn so much of what defines my beliefs to date.