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The article on a true story was so hearfelt. This is a story that inspires you to do something. To touch a life, but also to remember people, because when you do they will surely remember you.
So I know that I talk about this all the time but my thoughts today come from this experience and I wanted to share them. As an AFY counselor I had different kinds under my wing each week. The faces were always changing and I could hardly slow down enough to really remember names. There were two kids however, who in my third week, for some reason I really thought to take notice of. They were two boys, about fifteen and they inspired my life, and my reason for caring for people. I learned a powerful lesson, when you make someone important to you, they quickly make you a priority as well. This is such a blessing also, especially to have learned at the ripe, young age of twenty.
These are two sweet boys, kind but not really standout kids, not too loud, or flashy, but good handsome boys. They were seeking for something that week, and I think that it was the need to be needed, and I was doing the same. They also needed to feel loved.
Tyson, admittedly was my favorite. He reminded me so much of myself that week, excited about life, looking for great things. He had an infectious smile that is going to knock every girl dead when he grows a foot or so. But he was seriously sick on the Wednesday of that week, the rafting day. He felt awful, and I made sure to let him know that he was important to me, and that I wanted to know that he was ok. So I gave him my blanket, let him know I would look after him. He gave me a weak smile and feel fast asleep.
When he awoke he felt so much better, and we had a long talk. He told me of his thoughts, dreams, etc. I am pretty sure that it was just whatever came to his mind. And that was fine, he just needed to be listened to at this time. Just like the boy in the story. He needed to know that someone cared and was willing to listen to him, help him solve simple problems.
He wrote me a letter that I will post later, probably the most unsuperfucial thing I have ever read. He talked just about his need for someone and now he felt he had someone. Tyson and I have maintained a friendship, a deep one because it is something spiritual. He is now a freshman and enduring through that has been a challenge. But knowing you have someone on the other line is always a blessing, and I know for me adds a smile to my face.