There are days when I wish I had made a different choice.
Days when listening to people’s struggles so intensely drain me. When being someone else’s holder of hope becomes a gargantuan task.
There are days when I wish I could work only with beauty and the lightness of things.
The allure of the superficial. The lightness of the everyday conversation and the pure fun in new shoes.
But then, there are the days…
the days when I know I have touched someone, and they have touched me.
So deeply, it is lifechanging.
Then I know. Looking in the mirror. That I have changed someones future.
That knowledge. And I am happy:)