Volunteering has been one of the most grounding and eye-opening experiences of my life. Each Thanksgiving, I participate in a local food drive that distributes meals to individuals and families in need. Our community comes together in a church basement, where we spend hours sorting canned goods, packing boxes, organizing donations, and handing out hot meals to those who might otherwise go without. While the physical act of giving food is important, I’ve come to realize that what we’re really offering is dignity, hope, and human connection. When I first joined the volunteer group, I didn’t fully grasp the depth of food insecurity in my own neighborhood. I assumed hunger was something that only affected people in faraway places or under extreme circumstances. But I quickly saw that it doesn’t have a single face. We serve elderly folks living on fixed incomes, single parents struggling to make ends meet, veterans, and even students who can’t afford full meals. Talking with them—even if just for a few minutes—has made me more aware of the hidden struggles people carry and the power of simple kindness. The experience has shaped my personality in ways I never expected. It’s taught me to lead with empathy and to approach situations with more patience and humility. I no longer look away when I see someone asking for help on the street or dismiss stories of hardship as things that “just happen.” Volunteering has also taught me that no matter how small your contribution may seem, it can have a ripple effect. A single can of food, a warm smile, or a few hours of time can brighten someone’s entire holiday. I’ve also become more conscious of the logistics behind charity work. There’s an incredible amount of organization involved—from checking expiration dates and sorting dietary-safe options, to coordinating deliveries and ensuring that nothing goes to waste. Being part of that behind-the-scenes effort has helped me develop a sense of responsibility and leadership. It has shown me how even seemingly unglamorous tasks, like stacking boxes or cleaning tables, are vital to the bigger picture. Looking ahead, I plan to continue helping others in any way I can. I’ve started helping organize donation drives throughout the year, not just on holidays. I’m also working on spreading awareness through school and social media to encourage others, especially students my age, to get involved. Eventually, I’d love to start a local initiative focused on weekend food programs for students who rely on school lunches during the week. Volunteering on Thanksgiving may only happen once a year, but the lessons stay with me every day. It’s not just about giving food—it’s about creating a culture of care. I’ve learned that helping others isn’t about fixing all their problems, but about showing up, being present, and making sure no one feels invisible. That’s the kind of person I strive to be, not just during the holidays, but all year long.