INSPIRE — June 12, 2014 at 11:26 am

To Build a House

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guatemala_volunteerIn two weeks I will be packing my bags and taking off to Guatemala and I need to be honest with you…I have no idea what I am doing. I am going into this next adventure with a blindfold on.

When a good friend of mine asked me if I wanted to travel with her and her family to Guatemala this summer, I didn’t think twice.  And now that the trip is fast approaching I am really beginning to wonder what I have signed myself up for. This trip is not like any other, this trip is not a vacation with lazy days and late nights. No sir, I am going to work. And of all things, I, Allison Margaret Campbell, will be building a house. Yes, me.

If you’ve met me you now understand why I have no idea what I have gotten myself into. I have a pink toolkit, with a cute pink hammer. It was a gift from my Uncle and I’m sure we both knew those pretty pink tools would never be used by me. My dad’s phone number is on speed dial for days when I need to hang a picture, change a light bulb or get the leaves and dirt vacuumed off my balcony (See Dirtiest Day of my Life).  I grew up with a Dad (and many uncles) who were always working on projects. Building things, shoveling dirt… you know manly, guy stuff. I was the little girl that cried when I couldn’t wear a dress. And although I no longer cry about not wearing a dress, Dad still does all that stuff for me.

Don’t get me wrong, I know how to work. My parents have taught me to work hard and be proud of what I’ve accomplished. I’ve developed my career working with people, building relationships, laying the foundations for individual growth. I work with my heart and my mind. And that is exactly why I want to build a house*.

There is no reason why I cannot build a house. I am fit and able. I’m no stranger to working out, getting sweaty is fun for me and I love to help others. It’s a perfect combination of passion and pleasure. What does it matter if I can lift heavy weights in the gym and then sit at a desk all day? What’s the point of being physically strong and not using that strength to your full potential? You’re missing out. I am missing out. Building a house is an opportunity for my mind body and spirit to work as one. I’d be crazy not to do it.

 *To be clear, I will be part of a team that is building a house, and not solely responsible for making sure it is to code, phew.