I have started to print out my blog posts and this is in the first one I had emailed to myself (I don't know what to do about the previous 4 years worth of posts!) , I just love this and feel very moved when ever I read it. I think when I found it I was wrestling with what my place and purpose was... now a year on I know in the last year I did things that made a difference to others and that makes me feel good, I'm a quiet achiever.
This year I am volunteering some of my time to talk to parents of newly diagnosed autistic children, something I am obviously passionate about, if I can make it easier for just one person it will be worth it.The majority of us lead quiet, unheralded lives as we pass through this world. There will most likely be no ticker-tape parades for us, no monuments created in our honor. But that does not lessen our possible impact, for there are scores of people waiting for someone just like us to come along; people who will appreciate our compassion, our unique talents. Someone who will live a happier life merely because we took the time to share what we had to give. Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have a potential to turn a life around. It's overwhelming to consider the continuous opportunities there are to make our love felt.