SecondBest
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Thought I'd share this story with everyone. I apologize in advance for speaking in vague terms, but I don't want to turn this into a teal deer post.
I graduated college a disappointment and a failure to a lot of people, especially my advisors who had high hopes for me. Personally, I couldn't have been prouder of what I had done with myself and my senior thesis. Without going into too much detail, let's just say I took a big risk and while it paid off for me in my own eyes, it was difficult for anyone else to understand what I was doing.
I returned the following autumn to my school to see my advisors again and this disappointment was made supremely clear to me, especially from one advisor. It broke my heart, because I truly believed he, of all people, understood what I was doing. I remember walking to the train station that morning, firmly believing that I would not ever come back to visit ever again. I found myself a bench close to the tracks and sat down feeling completely and utterly alone.
I was so lost in thought that I didn't realize this little girl had walked up right beside me. She introduced herself as Sophia, 5 or 6 years old, and I could see her parents were just a few feet away talking to their friends, but keeping their eye on her. She told me things like how she and her mom were going to dress up as witches for Halloween and other cute things little extroverted five year olds like to say to adults.
I was half-listening to her talk and half processing the last four years of my life - that is until Sophia said, "I have a present for you." And she handed me this:
I tried really hard not to cry and though I managed not to, I looked at Sophia and was able to mumble out a "thank you." I stepped aboard the train when it arrived, and looked back at Sophia and her parents, waving goodbye.
Possibly one of the most magical moments of my life. No matter how bad things get, I have this picture as a way of reminding myself that the world is always looking out for me.
I'd love to hear any stories you guys have that are along this vein. Because there's no way I'm the only one who's experienced something like this before.
I graduated college a disappointment and a failure to a lot of people, especially my advisors who had high hopes for me. Personally, I couldn't have been prouder of what I had done with myself and my senior thesis. Without going into too much detail, let's just say I took a big risk and while it paid off for me in my own eyes, it was difficult for anyone else to understand what I was doing.
I returned the following autumn to my school to see my advisors again and this disappointment was made supremely clear to me, especially from one advisor. It broke my heart, because I truly believed he, of all people, understood what I was doing. I remember walking to the train station that morning, firmly believing that I would not ever come back to visit ever again. I found myself a bench close to the tracks and sat down feeling completely and utterly alone.
I was so lost in thought that I didn't realize this little girl had walked up right beside me. She introduced herself as Sophia, 5 or 6 years old, and I could see her parents were just a few feet away talking to their friends, but keeping their eye on her. She told me things like how she and her mom were going to dress up as witches for Halloween and other cute things little extroverted five year olds like to say to adults.
I was half-listening to her talk and half processing the last four years of my life - that is until Sophia said, "I have a present for you." And she handed me this:
I tried really hard not to cry and though I managed not to, I looked at Sophia and was able to mumble out a "thank you." I stepped aboard the train when it arrived, and looked back at Sophia and her parents, waving goodbye.
Possibly one of the most magical moments of my life. No matter how bad things get, I have this picture as a way of reminding myself that the world is always looking out for me.
I'd love to hear any stories you guys have that are along this vein. Because there's no way I'm the only one who's experienced something like this before.