Today I had one of those moments. I went into university for the last time (in theory) to finalise details regarding my transfer, and the girl who helped me out was very familiar...she helped me with everything I needed, then said goodbye and wished me luck with the Open University. As I began cycling home, it dawned on me why I recognised her...
When I first came to visit the university 3 years ago, she was the student giving my group the tour.
When I joined the university last year, she registered me.
When I went to visit my academic advisor, she was in the queue to see him as well.
And now, I guess she graduated and stayed to work there.
She was the person to welcome me, and the person to say goodbye to me.
How strange, that the story of my time with Sussex has been balanced like a good plot by the presence of one person. If I ever doubt that I'm doing good in the world, making a difference or simply making the most of my time, it'll be worth remembering that making a mark can be a very subtle thing, something we might not even be aware of ourselves...