A Thought
This is going to sound corny.
One of the things I've always struggled with in my life is the feeling that I never mattered. More precisely, I never did enough to matter.
I should have. I almost did, a few times. But I didn't.
Other than being Eli's father, which always felt different, this feeling has plagued me my entire life.
Today, though, I had a thought.
I was in the locker rooms after swimming. Swimmers always make a mess because they come in wet, so there's always water on the floor near their lockers. I always wipe up the water around my locker after I dry off so someone won't slip.
As I was wiping the floor, I realized something. People who wipe the floors dry and say kind words to people and let others go first genuinely matter because they hold us together. Their kindness keeps us stable just long enough for a decent human being to emerge who can make the world better.
Without the kind people, society would turn into Lord of the Flies, where everyone is a mercenary. In that environment, no one good could ever emerge. We would just keep spiraling down.
I think quite a few of you are like me in this sense. And we do matter.
It's a happy thought. We earned it.
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