Tonight, as I walked my first circuit of the mall, I think I passed a certain someone twice. Someone that I have not seen and have hardly thought of for almost four years ago. Back then, she said and did some things that severely hurt me and threw my world into confusion and chaos. But as I looked at her today, I couldn't help but smile. I have changed since then. My world has changed since then. Both I and it have grown stronger, and her actions of so long ago are nothing more but an insignificant breeze in the greater maelstrom of life.
But as I reminisced about this, I began to realize my own place in that same maelstrom. And I find myself seeing my own place - also quite insignificant in the greater scheme of things.
This is not to say that I have done and will do nothing of note. Indeed, I believe that I have touched lives, and sincerely hope that I will continue to touch lives. Just as many people - too many to name - have touched my life. It is my hope that what I do with my life will in part be an act that both honors and cherishes those who have helped and strengthened me as well.
But in the end, I am but one of many. I am a speck of dust in the great maelstrom, reflecting that Light which shines on me. I dance brightly among the infinite number of others, an infinitesimally tiny part of the whole. Mine is to shine the Light of Another in the cosmic dance for a handful of decades.
May I do my part well. May I honor those who have come before me. May I honor those who may come after me. And most importantly, may honor Those that I reflect.