I want to talk a little bit about impact.
Everyone strives to make an impact. We want to be noticed,
cared about and remembered long after we have left this life. We want our
efforts to mean something. Most folks do not go through life thinking to
themselves – Hmm, I want to fade into the background. I want to live my life in
anonymity, and never be remembered by anyone. They aren’t thinking – I want to
be that person from my high school class that everyone asks who they were
because they simply were invisible. Some part of us inside wants attention. We
want recognition. Preferably, we want to be remembered for something good we
did or how we made someone feel or how successful we were. We need impact. We
want someone to care.
Often, those who make an impact don’t realize that they do.
Sure, they still crave that recognition or attention, but they are simply who they
are. Maybe your kind words to a co-worker gives them the strength to go on
every day. Their situation may be grim, and you being nice to them gives that
person a reason to smile. Maybe your good morning each day makes someone feel
good and lets them know you care. Maybe your smile to a stranger makes them
smile and forget about their troubles for just a brief moment. Taking a minute
out of your day when someone asks for help, asking if something is wrong if you
see someone crying, or simply wanting to hear about someone’s day – all of this
adds up to impact.
Have you ever wondered what if? What if I wasn’t here? What
difference could that possibly make? This is a question that dwells deep within
the walls of depression and being alone. You make a big difference. Each and
every person touches the lives of so many others. Think of your first
boyfriend/girlfriend. What impact did they have on you? What impact did you
have on them? If you were their first kiss, then ultimately that first kiss was
with someone else. However, it could be the difference between them being a
good kisser or a bad one. Every action impacts someone or something. You may
think you weren’t noticed in high school, but then later you find that not only
were you noticed, that someone thought you were incredible. You may make a post
on Facebook or social media and think, eh – no one cares what I think or have
to say. Often, you are proven wrong.
Maybe life isn’t what you planned it to be. That’s OK. It
doesn’t matter that you aren’t where you think you should be. What matters is
that you put yourself out there. Don’t ever stop trying. It is never too late
to make an impact or to go after your dreams in life. You might wake up someday
with everything you ever wanted. You might not. What’s important is that you
gave it everything you had, and did not give up.
Your actions made an impact.
Until we meet again, my friends.
Angie
