It is interesting to look back and remember. There is part of me that wants to think that everything I touched worked out for good in the end. As I open my eyes, my actions have left a marked on stories that worked as well as ones that did not. For most, the story is still incomplete. When I look for clear marks of success, I often find that success is fleeting.
Two questions emerge from the view. The first is one of evaluation; did I make a positive difference and if so, how do I measure it? As time lengthens the question becomes more difficult. How long did I expect my touch to last? What did I do that reached the heart?