What if you needed to take stock, to account for your work to this point and decide within yourself if you are proud to call it quits now and leave what ever legacy you have?
This can come to us all and I am writing this probably precipitously as I am expecting some bad medical news and it has given me pause to look at my past and my situation now.
Being reminded that some people can smile and share even when they don’t have much themselves, humbles me.
My best moves were to go to a school from retail five years ago. Luck played a huge part, so I feel it was meant to be, then ironically the move to the paper gave me a lot of contacts and broadened my perspective and skill set, but I am very glad I then came back to the schools again.
Love and community can take any form, but the results are the same.
My legacy, if that matters will be the effect I have had on the people at the Migrant Resource Centre (now Welcome Disability), New Horizons Tas, Scotch Oakburn College, St Patricks College and Neighbourhood House Ravenswood.
These are things that matter to me, because they matter to others.
That then, is all that matters.