My parents told me to find a better job.
I chose to nod then ignore. I’m happy,
can’t they see? There is purpose found
within the neat confines of my work.
“Make a difference in the world”
is typed below my senior year
photo. Kept it vague on purpose.
Nothing remains in place
but for the joy found
when looking at the world
and stating, “I strive to
make you better”.
I can relate to this and also, no difference nor no joy is too small! Sometimes the difference we make is just made because we choose to be true to ourselves.
Thank you 🙂