Yesterday morning I walked in and sat down at a table. On it lay an envelope with my name on the front. I had no idea who placed it there, but opened it to see if it contained a clue. First I pulled out a letter from an elementary school at which I had been one of several guests at their career day activities. The letter was, as I expected, thanking me for my speaking to the students. But what I wasn’t expecting was what else was in there. I pulled out one after another index card and a sheet of construction paper which had been crafted into a handmade thank you card. The notes on those cards touched me and made me feel wonderful inside. Most of them spoke of how I had made them feel positive about themselves and at least three told me that as a result of my visit they had decided to become writers.
No one can touch us like our children. Make a difference in the life of a child and you can make our future better. I truly hope that I was able to do just that. I still don’t know who delivered the envelope.