I made my way to Scout Committee Meeting, wondering once again why I was even a part of the committee. I have so many opinions on how to do things that I just keep to myself. What was the point in being there? I was going through the usual self-pity talk about being the only woman and the least respected person there when I opened my notebook to a random page in order to begin taking notes on what was being said.
I found this.
And for the rest of the day the self-pity ceased, I had a smile on my face and I just felt awesome in general.
It's amazing what power there is in a kind word or thought.