I had just arrived at the point when I asked myself, "Why am I doing this?" and "Why do I care?" when I looked up and saw this little gift from a patient. This little adorable package was sitting on my keyboard when I turned on the lights this morning, but it didn't really have weight until I started to feel unappreciated. As soon as I realized that someone I've served thought enough of me to spend her time and money on me, I got all teary-eyed. Honestly, I cried.
Once I pulled myself together, I called T to thank her, and here's what she said.
"Anasthia, I come in there sometimes on the brink of giving up, and your attitude is what saves me. I don't know why, but just the way you care about me reminds me that I'm worth it. Don't stop Anasthia. I need you."
So, you know me. That's all I need to snap out of this funk. Back to work I go. . with a smile on my face. . that will (hopefully) inspire someone who's having a worse day than I am to keep going.
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That is the way that life should always be, isn't it? Inspiring and filled with people who uplift the spirits of one another on a constant basis.
ReplyDeleteI like the fact that your spirit-lifter arrived exactly when you needed it the most. And agreed that Mondays are the worse, considering they come after Saturdays and Sundays.
Don, for the last few years, I've actually been engineering my life so that it is filled with inspirational people on all levels. I just haven't been able to do it at work. But God is good. . that much I know.
ReplyDeleteAnd here we are on another Monday. Have a great one, guy!