Fufillment

     This week I am embarking on the sourcing project for CCASA and feeling delighted that I can actually apply my educational experience in the "real world". Initially, I thought the sourcing project would be soliciting or contacting resources for the handbook, such as victim advocacy groups, counseling centers, etc. I don't know where I formed this idea in my head, but I pictured myself cold-calling resources and standing on unfamiliar ground. When Karen at CCASA explained that it would be researching and citing the sources that were used in creation of the handbook, my eyes lit up and the gears in my head started turning. I love research! I am familiar with APA, have a naturally analytical mind and am neurotic about precision and detail. This project is perfect for me! My expectation that I would be a fish out of water was squashed. Dr. McCarver reminded us this week that we are experts at gender and communication, and I aim to live up to her confidence in our ability.
     The handbook, in its initial version, is daunting. At our orientation, a fellow student and I were allowed to puruse a copy - I'm pretty sure it weighed 10 lbs and I've never seen a binder that size! After thumbing through the pages, my second impression was that this handbook was thick with resources, educational materials and rich information. It obviously took hours upon hours of effort to compile, and the sheer size of it is a direct reflection of the authors' passion and dedication. I was given a folder of information to familiarize myself with and asked to write a short reflection essay based on the pamphlets and survivor's guide. Holding both the binder and folder in my lap, I looked at the two women hosting our orientation and was taken aback by the realization that CCASA only has 3 employees. Three. I've been charged with the opportunity to help, even in my small way, and feel as though I'm among the upper eschelon of activism and service. They work hard, and I am anxious to fall in line and do the same.
     Another expectation I had regarding my experiental learning opportunity was that I would experience an emotional swell as I became proficient in discussing sexual assault and violence against women. One year ago Tuesday, February 22nd, my dear friend and survivor, Alicia "Lic" Sanson, passed away. In honoring her life and the context of my blog, the details of her experience with being a victim of violence are not pertinent here, however, my point of relevance is. I was witness to the fallout she experienced and the synergistic effect it had on her life.
     In taking a moment to reflect, I see that my experiential learning this semester goes far beyond how I will benefit from volunteering. In my own quiet way, I get to honor Lic's passion for life, activism and mission to help others. I have the privilege to carry her legacy, to go on with my own life, to make a humble contribution and to collaborate with people who are already doing so much to stop violence against women. I see that CCASA is multifaceted in the way they combat sexual assault: through legislation, education, resources, being experts and bringing awareness. I know that my life experience and memories of Lic can only catalyze my desire to do something, really anything, to help. While the hours I put into the project will fufill my course requirement, the bigger picture is that I get to be a part of something that I feel passionate about and that helps people. My new expectation is that what I experience this semester will transcend the syllabus, rubric, course credit and transcript - the fufillment will come in another form.

                                                        Lic Sanson 11/18/82 - 02/22/10
Please visit any of the following links for information and support.
Colorado Coatilition Against Sexual Assault
To Write Love on Her Arms
The Phoenix Center at Auraria Campus