Day 250
In no uncertain terms do I have a complete list of what I’d like to do in and with my life. I have ideas. I know a few things for certain. And mostly I just know I am not one to dream of doing great things. It’s not that I am lazy or inactive or unmotivated … I am just a person who dares to dream of doing small things.
Small things that make a huge difference.
Like teaching a kid to read. It’s a small thing. It’s not curing cancer. But in teaching that one child to read … maybe that child will be the one to develop that cure.
Like showing a child that it’s okay to fail or not be perfect and take a chance might open up pathways to a vast array of life adventures and challenges they might never otherwise attempt because they were told to play it safe.
I am and will not travel to foreign countries distributing medicine and aid. That’s not me. But I will dispense compliments and smiles whenever I can. Sometimes those things are more needed than medicine or aid.
I am not a person who seeks public recognition … I’d actually prefer not to have it … because personal gratification makes me feel better than any public applause. So, though I’d like to help others, I’d like to do it anonymously if I could. Be that silent benefactor. The secret good fairy. I think that would tickle me to no end.
I will never leave $1,000,000 to an institute of art. But I will hang up any artwork for display on my fridge that is given to me by any child. Making a child feel like a million bucks is better than actually giving it away to some institution.
I doubt I’ll ever be famous but I would like people, someday, to know I existed by something I’ve contributed. Even if it’s in a “My cousin’s neighbor’s hairdresser’s client’s tutor’s neighbor did …” It doesn’t have to be great – it just has to be remembered.
It’s kind of a think global, act local way of thinking/living. I want to make a difference by just BEING.
I want someone that I don’t even know go to bed happy because “that lady in the red van let me merge onto the highway easily” … or because I let them go ahead of me in the check out line or because I said they had a pretty color sweater on or their haircut looked nice on them.
It’s the small stuff.
And what is that saying? Don’t sweat the small stuff … cuz it’s all small stuff!
And it is. Very rarely do any of us do anything grand in our lives but it’s the small things that add up and end up making a big difference.
So, I’ll continue on in my life. Daring to dream of small stuff … and doing all that I can to make a big difference by doing it.