Forget Me Forget Me Not

Ever have mornings where you wake up thinking about someone else who's having a hard time, and suddenly it dawns on you that life just isn't about you? Not that I haven't had similar thoughts on many occasions prior to this one, but time and life both happen and these little revelations get lost in the shuffle. I must say that I have had a rather eventful summer with both good and bad ventures; thinking back , however, my thoughts and even a majority of my actions were consumed with myself. My thinking as of lately has been focused on my job and long term future. Which in and of itself is a good thing. It shows responsibility and a vested interest in my business. However a tragic event took place last week, and as most of those tend to do they get you thinking about what matters most in life. When I die it would nice to have people say that I had a successful career yada, yada, but more than anything that finances could accomplish I would like to have have it said of me that I had an effect people ,and not in an egotistical way of "Hey look at all these people that I helped" but rather for the peace of mind knowing that I didn't waste my life. That I did make a difference. I'm not looking to change the world I just want to help someone in it.And I have found that It is very difficult to see someone else's problem when the only thing I see is me.