People Who Make A Difference

When we attended our ward for the first time, Mindy Pitcher asked if I would like to sit by her in Relief Society. I will love her forever for that. Now that I know her better, there are other reasons, too; but that is enough.

Sister Brakke taught a Sharing Time when I was serving in the Primary. She spoke of losing her son (she'd buried him three days previous); having prayers answered; and of Heavenly Father's Plan of Happiness for us. I have drawn on that experience a number of times as we have raised our family, and as I have served in the Primary. I couldn't pick Sister Brakke out of a lineup, and she probably doesn't even remember me, but she made a difference in my life.

Mary Lou Spencer sat by me at a Women's Conference. She put her arm around me and offered me a tissue. Later we became friends, and she shared her wisdom with me. But I will love her forever for that small moment in time that she doesn't even remember.

Rex Taylor is a manager where I work. He was particularly kind to me when I began my job, and he treated me like I was someone important and valuable right from the first day. He is also a kind and caring man. But he has my love for his kindness at the beginning of our friendship.

Last week, Rex's daughter died. I took the opportunity to attend her viewing last Friday. I was there for 10 or 15 minutes, and I hugged Rex and his wife. This morning he came to my desk to tell me that he thought I was very special and that it really meant a lot to him that I had come. I guess you just never know when you might be that person who makes a difference.