My dad used to teach Sunday School. It was his favorite church assignment and he loved working with the children. One of the little girls that I babysat was in his class. He loved his class so much. This particular little girl was facing an incredibly challenging illness the year he taught her. And yet she still reached out to him. In his things after his passing I found a note that she wrote him. It was a simple little note. But obviously it meant something to him for him to keep it all these years.
What we do matters. What we say matters. We can change lives every day simply by little things, simply by reaching out.
Reach Out...Spread your wings...Fly...and while you are at it, help others to soar with you!
Changing the world...ONE letter at at time!