Making a difference
Went to a "Women and Science" luncheon sponsored by Siteman Cancer Center this afternoon. They have these about once a quarter and they always bring in some fancypants doctor who tells us things we should know about living healthy and all the great things that Siteman and Washington University are doing because they know, for the most part, that we're gonna ignore all their advice and they'll have to help our disease-ridden asses out sometime in the future.
The doctor introduced today was, as usual, brilliant. He's a viralogist and epidemiologist and about fifteen other kind of -gists. It took the person introducing him about 10 minutes to read all his education, credentials and research experience, and she got hung up on more than one five-syllable word.
I tuned out after awhile, because really, at a certain point it was all meaningless to me. The intro, that is. His talk was wonderful.
So, anyway, the intro got me to thinking about what I've done with my life. Actually, my colleague leaning over 3/4 of the way through the intro and whispering, "And what have you accomplished today?" got me to thinking about what I've done with my life. At first I was a little disappointed with myself. I mean, marketing for a day spa? Really? Not exactly earth-shattering.
But then I thought about how I'm one of the two most important people in the whole entire world to a phenomenal little girl, and how cool that is. "Mommy" is the highest title I will ever earn in my life, and I'm proud as hell to have it. Beyond that, I'm pretty happy in that I do feel as though I make a difference in my job; my actions affect the business, and the business affects 160 employees who depend on their jobs to earn a living to support their own families. My efforts as a wife mean that I have an awesome husband who makes the world a better place just by being in it, and if I support him even one iota in that, then I've succeeded. My volunteerism serves to help people I don't even know (and some I do). And there are a few people in the world who enjoy my photographs, which I selfishly make just for me...what more could I ask for?
So I'm thinking I don't really need a medical degree from Harvard and years spent learning about how this virus affects that cancer to make a difference in the world. At least, in my little corner of the world.
Want to help me make a difference? E-mail me to find out how you can help couples struggling with infertility just by eating dinner at McAllister's Deli in Des Peres tomorrow night!
The doctor introduced today was, as usual, brilliant. He's a viralogist and epidemiologist and about fifteen other kind of -gists. It took the person introducing him about 10 minutes to read all his education, credentials and research experience, and she got hung up on more than one five-syllable word.
I tuned out after awhile, because really, at a certain point it was all meaningless to me. The intro, that is. His talk was wonderful.
So, anyway, the intro got me to thinking about what I've done with my life. Actually, my colleague leaning over 3/4 of the way through the intro and whispering, "And what have you accomplished today?" got me to thinking about what I've done with my life. At first I was a little disappointed with myself. I mean, marketing for a day spa? Really? Not exactly earth-shattering.
But then I thought about how I'm one of the two most important people in the whole entire world to a phenomenal little girl, and how cool that is. "Mommy" is the highest title I will ever earn in my life, and I'm proud as hell to have it. Beyond that, I'm pretty happy in that I do feel as though I make a difference in my job; my actions affect the business, and the business affects 160 employees who depend on their jobs to earn a living to support their own families. My efforts as a wife mean that I have an awesome husband who makes the world a better place just by being in it, and if I support him even one iota in that, then I've succeeded. My volunteerism serves to help people I don't even know (and some I do). And there are a few people in the world who enjoy my photographs, which I selfishly make just for me...what more could I ask for?
So I'm thinking I don't really need a medical degree from Harvard and years spent learning about how this virus affects that cancer to make a difference in the world. At least, in my little corner of the world.
Want to help me make a difference? E-mail me to find out how you can help couples struggling with infertility just by eating dinner at McAllister's Deli in Des Peres tomorrow night!
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