what are we looking for?

I have been sucked into the world of social networking. I resisted it for the longest time. I didn’t need to know what people were doing who I hadn’t seen since high school…since grade school. If I was actually interested in that person, we would still be friends. I didn’t want to be one of “those” people. I wasn’t popular in high school. I didn’t network then. I wasn’t social. Why do I need to do it now? But then one night a couple weeks ago I quit trying to analyze it and set up an account on Face Book.

And while I have actually run into some people that I haven’t minded running into, it is fascinating the amount of people out there making random connections because they have a friend on someone’s page who knew someone once long ago. And it is interesting to me why any of us are out there doing this. Maybe we are looking for recognition. Looking for verification that what we are doing actually means something to someone. Looking for comfort in the connections.

ordinary people

This year for our boss’ Xmas, my department at work decided to take a little different approach. The boss’s son is autistic, so we decided to collect cash and make a donation in his name. There were a couple of us in the department that were doing charitable things for Xmas this year so it seemed like a natural progression. I don’t think any of us thought much about it. We thought it was a good idea…so money was collected and we presented it to him earlier this week.

He cried.

He said this was the best gift that he has ever received.

And as I’m standing there with a few of my other co-workers listening to this, I realize that what we did was pretty extraordinary. I think I work with a group of people who define ourselves as very ordinary. But maybe the things we do that we consider ordinary aren’t really. I don’t think any of us realized that this act would invoke such a reaction. I think this small group of people who seem to lead very ordinary lives are a little more extraordinary than any of us thinks.