I had what I like to call an "interesting" childhood. There were some really dark times that always seemed to be matched with really bright times. More than anything, I learned early on that you don't talk about the dark times. That is something I am still dealing with today. Its just not something I do... but it is something that in my way, I am coming to terms with. That is all a story for a different time.
I was thinking about this prompt -- who is "Precious" to me? Who has made a difference in their own way in my life. I would and could call attention to one particular person, but I think in doing so, I would end up ignoring others... others who also made such a great difference in my life.
So... I just want to take the opportunity to thank every single instructor I had at Community College. So often people talk of the pedigree of university education. I have seen the level of respect that dropping a name like Harvard or Stanford can have on others... and ultimately I finished my education at a pretty good university... but it was the great teachers that I had at community college that really taught me the things I needed. The things I needed to be learn how to be me, how to be confident, how to be OK. I learned what I was really good at... and, actually, that I was good at something. For the first time, if you can believe that, I still remember the experience when I was talking with a professor and she told me that I was really good at something... and that I believed her. That I didn't just think she was paying me lip service.
All of these people made the difference in my life. And for that, I thank each and every one of them.