It's the End of the World as We Know It

This week was the first week without our AmeriCorps NCCC team. I spent the last two years of my life in NCCC and when I first found out that there would be a team at camp, my first thought was, "I can't get away." But after spending the last eight weeks with this team, with many of the members reminding me of my own team, and seeing them be challenged and changed in a way that only a project like this can do, I am going to miss them. It's also pretty weird to not be surrounded by grey shirts and cargo pants. For the first time in over two years, AmeriCorps NCCC isn't a part of my everyday life.  I kind of thought of them as my transition out of AmeriCorps and now that they're gone, I feel that my transition out of AmeriLife is just about complete. I wore a uniform for two years and have spent the last 10 weeks being able to at least pick out my own pants. Pretty soon, I'll be able to pick out all of my own clothes! What an adventure that will be. At the end of the day, I'll be able to part ways with my coworkers, spend the night at my own place, and see them the next day like a normal person. And as an added bonus, all of the traumas from last year now seem like a distant memory with just a few great people and another amazing team to remind me what good really came out of that second year. So thanks for the memories, Maple 7, and thanks for helping to aid in my own transition to Life After AmeriCorps. Good luck on your own!