I really wasn't a fan of much.
Then we began interviewing candidates for an open position. Our partners bring us quality people, but this candidate reached beyond my "I am so sick of everything" and grabbed my heart.
The candidate possessed that ownership that I wrote about Friday night as she described staying with a child until help could be administered.
Compassion lived out, more than sadness, seems to shake me, unnerve me, undo me these days. I bit my lip as she described how she served, so I could retain my composure.
I miss the world I knew, a world where a sweet voice called to say "Hi Mama". I don't know how to be "okay" without it. I think my attitude today reflected how much I despise having to try to figure it out. I miss being strong, being confident of the answers, being sure where I fit into this world - like the candidate I interviewed today.
I'm thankful there are individuals who stand by their convictions,