You never know who’s watching. The people that you mean the most to are seldom the ones you’ve poured the most into, or the ones you wish liked you. Often, they are the ones in the back of the room keeping track of everything you say and do.
During my last high school choir concert two gorgeous girls came up to me, almost in tears, asking me to sign their yearbook. They told me how much they’d miss me, how much they respected me and had learned from me. I was shocked that they even knew who I was, and that I hadn’t asked at least one of them out years ago.
Yesterday, I had someone introduce themselves to me, and explain to me how much they’d miss me. Others, who I barely know, feel the need to express their hopes and prayers for me.
This brings a lot of mixed feelings, but perhaps the greatest is a sense of weight and responsibility. People are watching, people who you wouldn’t even imagine are watching. They are learning from you, leaning on you from a distance. They will remember things you don’t even remember doing. Give them your best.
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