You never really notice what you do. You just do — and hope you did it right. And when someone points out it’s wrong, you hope to God you have the grace to see it how they do, and the mind to pause and look, and understand if you are wrong, and fix it if you are.
But mostly you just hope you helped.
And then one day you go through a door and you say goodbye to one thing as you are on your way to the next thing.
In that moment, if you are really lucky, the people you’ve been with turn and say, hey, thank you. This is a good moment and you should stop here long enough to let it realize itself. It’s a real passage. Missing it is to deny something in yourself and those around you that is important. A recognition of who you’ve been together.
And you should say thank you back with everything you have.
Because you all have been lucky.
And that’s a good thing.
