Why I'm here.
Today was a big day. I’m still smiling as I sit here typing this.
Yesterday, one desperate teacher reached out to me asking for help with a student.
I could feel the panic as I read her words… I remember that feeling. I had to help her.
I didn't get to hear a whole background story on the student or what parts of the day are hardest— but she gave me a few insights and I threw a hail mary.
I told her a few things to try and asked her to let me know how it goes…
I anxiously awaited the response because I had lots of other ideas if these didn’t work and I wanted to make sure she knew I was going to help her figure this out!
This morning I got her message:
I will try to explain the way this made me feel…
It was about 5% - OMG it worked? (Not because I am doubting myself, but because it was a long shot considering I didn't know the teacher or the child.)
But it was 95% - OMG... I helped this sweet lady!
Could this be it? Is this amazing feeling I am feeling the one I have been searching for?
Did I really just find it?
What, you might ask, did I find?
My purpose.
And now, you know why I’m here…