BEing and RA

All of yesterday as the students were moving in all I could think of was my capabilities to really be a leader for the girls in my building. At first it was a bad day. I made an early morning bank run with my father (yes, he came up to give me some last minutes...) and got back as students were bringing their luggaged lives into the buildings and packing into their rooms. I met some of my girls and helped pack in most of the other students. It was overwhelming for me emotionally because it dawned on me that being an RA is not tea and cookies with my RD after a long day on the subway system.

And in an odd way, I felt more comfortable yesterday than I've felt all week. I don't mind the other RAs but I'm glad my roommates are finally here.