My mom is very sick, I’m recovering from surgery, and pondering a school assignment about the major discernment moments of my life. All of this has me reminiscing about the people who have influenced me and my life choices starting back in the depths of my childhood. So today’s gratitude is for those non-family people in my youth who gave me particular gifts for living in the world.
(In roughly chronological order) For Liz and Heather who taught me that the bullies don’t always win and friendship lasts much longer than hate. For Beth who introduced me to girl scouts and the value of feminine community. For Amy who taught me that distance is not a deterrent to friendship or love. For David who discovered romance and love with me and first encouraged me to believe that I was intrinsically lovable. For Mike M. who showed me the best of what to look for in male friendship. For Rob who invited me to brother-ness. For Christa who taught me to slow down and savor life. For the other Davids and all the rest of my highly intelligent high school community who taught me to be humble about being smart because there are always people smarter and smart means little without kindness. For the strong current of faith, many varieties, in all my mentors here. And there are more too, which have not come to my addled mind today.
I am very lucky to have had so many people give me life lessons of such value so young. These lessons kept me going in the darker days of my college life and kept me searching and finding more people to admire and love in those days too. I feel deeply grateful to these mentors and deeply blessed for the gifts they gave me.