"Just a non-profit"

I am not sure how long this is really going to be after a few fun drinks, including one from an actual full coconut and a glass of Veuve Cliquot. Additionally, I am, for the first time going out of order of my upcoming posts. So far, I have found myself coming up with topics I want to discuss. Sometimes at 3:30 a.m., sometimes while at my desk and sometimes on the subway. This is the first one that came to me that I felt so strongly about I needed to address immediately, rather than commenting on the next one in the queue.

So, I was lucky enough to attend an event for my alma mater tonight, Wheaton College. I was lucky enough to get to run into some amazing people I have met over the years and hear an amazing discussion about the importance of philanthropy, how everyone can make a difference.

During the entire mingling, drinking and networking phase, I always find myself shrinking. I find myself shrinking way down. Thinking, what can I offer, what can I give? When people ask me who I am and what I do, I am almost enraged at myself at what I say, again and again. "I just work at a non-profit."