Her volunteer efforts were many, but I can tell you that she
fought fearlessly for those who could fight for themselves, especially children
and the elderly. I remember her lunch
breaks would be spent working on grants and researching factual information for
speeches. She was able to excuse herself
early and come in late to her full time position due to her wonderful advocacy
work. This was helpful in her ventures
to advocate, which she often reminded me of.
I have read the letters and seen her image in the paper in
regards to a couple of advocacy works she has done. However, she always has wanted to remain in
the backdrop. She would tell me that an
advocate never makes themselves more noticeable than the people they are
advocating for. It really hits home now
and it really makes sense. I would ask
her when she would be done and retire. She
would answer back, when children can go to bed at night without being scared
and when our elderly can feel like they did back in the 50’s (referring to
leaving doors unlocked and feeling safe).
Sadly, this may never be a truth but we can continue to help just that
one more child out there to feel safe and to make it a better tomorrow.
I took away from this brave, strong, faithful woman, that
fighting for someone else makes changes that can continue to ripple. I took away that my presence on this Earth
was not merely to be, but to be here in the now and reach out to someone. I saw her toil and I felt her anger when
things were not up to par in her book. She
did not just sit there and be angry; instead she decided to take those extra
steps to make a better and brighter day for children, their families, and the
elderly. She is someone I can think
about and look up to. She is an
advocate.