Hell of a Guy

Special…

08/28/2008

One of the big joys of my life is getting to do something that might make a difference in the lives of others; to help them grow beyond what they are, to maximize their potential, to just listen and be a friend.  This is what life is really about, isn’t it?

A few years ago The Nancy and I saw great potential in a couple of young women, potential they did not seemingly see in themselves.  We got them to our favorite self-awareness workshops in Dallas (I won’t mention the name, but you can check it out at http://www.millenniumeducation.com), and both of them came away with a new awareness and a new love of and for who they truly are.  The Nancy and I are so very proud of them.

A couple of Saturdays ago we were able to hook up with them and enjoy a great meal at our favorite restaurant here in Beautiful Downtown Berkeley Springs, West Virginia, population 711, that being Lot 12 (http://www.lot12.com).  I wish I had a picture of them to share, but alas! I do not.  Trust me, these ladies are lovely, and they are very special to us.
The Nancy and I are more than happy they are happy, and never want anything more from them then an opportunity now and again to see them grow even more.  And, they do share it with us whenever we see them.

This time they gave us a gift – a photograph of the four of us together at Jennifer’s college graduation party in May of this year, and a card that says:

“Special” is a word used to describe something one-of-a-kind, like a hug or sunset or a person who spreads love with a smile or a kind gesture.

“Special” describes people who act from the heart and keep in mind the hearts of others.

“Special” applies to something that is admired or precious and that can never be replaced…

“Special” is a word that best describes you.

The card is Special and these girls are Special and The Nancy and are I are lucky to have them as part of our lives, but the point is, for us, we did something for someone, and that alone makes us feel really good.  No thanks necessary.  All we ask for our largess in return is for it to be passed forward someday.

I am no so sure we are special, but I love the card and the sentiment just the same.

And that is all I have to say about that…

   

 
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