Thursday, December 23, 2010

A Little is Enough

As hard as this might be to believe, or maybe it's the admitting of it; I was wrong a couple of months back. I talked for a bit about how custom slows down in the fall and dwindles to a stand still in the winter. We are steadily busy now. Turns out name recognition is a powerful thing. Huh, who woulda guessed? (That was rhetorical) Almost as soon as I start some mindless chore a car rolls in. It's not that I really mind the interuptions. I used to have a rhythm though. I could count on certain quiet times when I got things done. Now I feel rushed to squeeze in stuff between customers. I am thankful that the people who work the shift ahead of me always try and do a few things for me. Stocking cups, cleaning some machine or other. They might seem like small things reading them here. Small matter the most some times.

Well, I did it. I gave my two weeks notice here at the store. It was a no brainer in many respects. I find I am starting to fail at keeping such a schedule on little sleep. I've had such trouble lately waking up from naps. I would miss some overtime at my regular job because I had to leave to take a nap, or on Saturdays and Sundays I am just too tired to stay for more than a couple of hours. I would literally be falling asleep while trying to work. I'd hate to run a drill through my hand or rivet myself to some part I was working on while feeling so sleepy. I used to be ok with it all. It's getting harder and harder though. Maybe if I ever need to I could find something more towards second shift. Wouldn't lose so much sleep then.

Don't get me wrong, as glad as I'll be to feel like I'm getting back to a normal schedule I will miss some of it. Mostly the interaction. The human connection. Good and bad. The regulars who are actually happy to see me there. Small thing I know. Sometimes it's those small things that keep us going.

Well, it's that time of year again. Children dream of catching Santa in the act. Or Sinter Klass, Father Christmas, Pere Noel, Babbo Natale, Swiety Mikolaj, Ded Moroz. Many names in many places. It's all about giving though. No matter how much or how little one gets, it's still about trying to give.

It doesn't matter how much or how little we give either. I have recently read about Marc Gold. Did you happen to see the article entitled The Shoestring Philanthropist in last weekend's Parade magazine? He travels the world giving people a helping hand. His donations have never exceeded $500 yet he has touched countless lives. He bought antibiotics for a woman that saved her life. A sewing machine for another woman who started a business with it. Instead of wanting to grow bigger Gold encourages others start their own sharing. Many times he gives people who are interested in this kind of giving their first $100 donation.

This is spectacular to me. He is not trying to save the world. He isn't paralyzed worried about how much he can give away. He just goes out and does it. We can all do something. Mittens on a mitten tree perhaps? One toy for Toys for Tots? Your time volunteering tutoring students in reading or math? People often feel nervous donating to large charities for fear if where their money goes. Or the old story of giving the person begging on the street. How do you know what that person will your money on? Well you don't have to give on the spur of the moment. If you really want to give take the time to give to something you know in your heart is worthwhile. In these times there are plenty of local charities that really need your help.

Sometimes the small things mean the most. Sometimes a little is enough.

Don't forget, I'm pullin' for ya.

Until next time, Peace

1 comment:

  1. Wow! That was good! I hope u kno even tho we don't c each other much I will miss u a lot! I hope u feel the same. I'm going to miss having u take the garbage out and cleaning the milkshake machine 4 u! It was a great pleasure working with some one like u! Have a great christmas!