Happiness is

There is no greater honor than being allowed to help someone I admire and respect.

I don't mind putting in the time and the effort.  I only worry that I may not be up to the task.  I don't want to be the weak link that causes a problem.

I guess I just have to trust that people are wise enough to know who is helping and hope they take my shortcomings into account.

Tonight I go to bed happier than I've been in a long time. Happiness is still being a helper -- just like it was in Kindergarten.