The greatest gift of all

I know some of the most brilliant creative people around.  They are the stars in my sky that light my way when I feel sad or weighed down. 

Lost in awe, I never tire of listening to them, or looking at their work, or reading their creations.  I can't imagine why I have been so lucky, but I never take it for granted.

It is rare that I don't get a phone call, or text, or note at just the right moment. It is like someone throwing me a lifeline before I reach the darkness any more.

That line sometimes comes in the form of a small request.  Knowing there is some small part that I play in the life of these people raises my spirit more than you might imagine.

Being needed is probably the greatest gift of all.