Thursday, April 14, 2011

Touching a Life

All my life Ive wanted to make sure I have had some sort of affect on people...preferably a good one. I wanted to touch people's lives. Ive wanted to make sure that maybe my words or maybe an action went noticed. Ive never really said these things out loud, but this is what I have always secretly wanted. As most of you know, I have a pretty good job at a pretty good college. One of the perks of my job is supervising students who work in our office. When I first started, I was a little intimidated by them. A lot of them were older than or the same age as me. But as time ages us all, the incoming students haven't really changed. This year I feel really blessed to have a special bunch. They have affectionately named themselves "Randi's Misfits." I never really know if I am getting through to them. I never really know if I am touching their lives in a way that is impacting them for the good. I was cleaning up a bit of my office today and I read a card that one of my kids gave me a few years back and it read:

Randi,
Seriously though, thanks for everything you have done for me over the
past year. Your support and laughter really made my days better. I
will miss you next year. Thanks for being a great boss.

I remember this student very vividly and watched her grow into an amazing woman. I never want to toot my own horn, but this made me see that I'm not hitting too far off the mark when it comes to making a difference in someones life...and that is a really comforting fact. And in turn, I realize now that they are making a difference in my life. I love my "kids", and I'm lucky to have them.

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