**Cue Dr. Dre**...Today, was a good day.

Last semester, as part of the grant that I work on, I participated in a youth domestic violence awareness/basketball exhibition event. I served as the Project Assistant for this event and also had an opportunity to perform a piece that I wrote about the topic. For months, I helped coordinate logistics and volunteers and strategize activities for the day's program; it was ultimately a definite success.

At the end of that day, one of the volunteers approached me and members of my team and expressed interest in having us come to present to her youth. She was impressed with our work and performance, and wanted to bring our talent and energy to the youth that she would work with in her 2013 summer youth employment program.

Well, after months of trying to coordinate a schedule and weeks of planning a curriculum, today, my co-facilitator and I stood before a room of about 70 youth and conducted a workshop on healthy relationships.

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At about 12pm, after we had concluded, I sat on the train platform at Waterfront Metro station and just stared into space. I silently absorbed the energy of what we had just done.

After a patchy start trying to get our technology to cooperate, we launched an amazing conversation with the group about our experiences, attitudes, thoughts, beliefs, and hopes for establishing healthy relationships with those in our lives. The participants shared openly and brilliantly their thoughts on the video clips that we watched and on the joys and challenges of building community with the people we love. I could attempt to describe, but the essence of what manifest in that room wouldn't be done justice.

I simply felt alive and invigorated and re-affirmed; like I know what I am called to do and I can rest assured that God does a magnificent work through me, EVERY time.

The coordinator of the workshop said that the impact of our work was evident in the fact that the youth openly participated for the entire hour and a half, and even lingered after the session was over, keeping the conversation going and engaging us about how our stories resonated with their own experiences, and seeking advice from us about career choices and dealing with emotionally charged lives and experiences. There was a brilliant spirit in that room. I carried it all the way home.

On Wednesday, I'll head back to the church with the girls' group from last weekend to complete the workshop we started. I am SO open to continuing to create big things in the area of my passion. God, I'm truly honored to do your will. Thanks for choosing me.

Thanks for choosing ME.