Last night, I went to Bridge Lounge for an office party/fund raiser for NO/AIDS. At this party, I had the privelege to meet an absolutley wonderful couple. They are in their seventies and will be celebrating their 50th anniversary in two months. The two of them are absolutley amazing. They are so full of life and still see the world as a place that is at once frightening and yet filled with endless possibility.

The thing about that truly amazes and touches me is the fact that they lost both of their sons to HIV/AIDS. In the two hours that we talked, they recounted how difficult that period in their life was. They went on to explain to me how NO/AIDS is actually one of the things that helped them get through that period. And it wasn't the actual support they received from the agency, but rather the people they met and how they found themselves part of a wonderful community of caring people who were out to make a difference.

To say the least, I was blown away. I don't think I had totally realized the full impact of the work that I am doing. It made me feel so good to know that the work I do can be so powerful.

 
Let's just say that decadence was at once both enjoyable and irritating and leave it at that.

Of course, after my extended weekend of debauchery, I am now instantly thrown hurled back into work. There's only two weeks left until the NO/AIDS walk, so I will probably suffer a breakdown sometime before that. Or at least pull out the majority of my hair. See you in two weeks.