The Little People...

I spent a lot of years in the Social Service industries (30+), caring for people is a nurturing, naturals abilities...

But seasoned as you get, you realize 5 years in the service of care has it's wear and tears on a human soul, oh the people are grand and the money is not important - its the injustice and the lack of care for not only the people who deserve more that are in our care, that are brushed under rugs and pushed into corners so they become obscurely oppressed in a society that lacks empathy - they are disabled by society...they were not born disabled.

But also the fact that there are stats that say burn out in social service work, happens ever 5 years, if a person is subjected to the force of a system and must do a job just to provide for themselves and family and push past the 5 years, they disassociate, become a work machine and burn out becomes one of 2 things - lack of care for them selves or lack of care to their positions - just going through the motions.

I was pervy to this information early on, so I always took flight from social service work every 5 years and became one of what is considered in society as the Little People - they are not small in stature, they are not small in heart, the work they do no small feat, but what others considers them to be...makes them appear small in industry.

Cleaning was my favorite defrag, something I love to do, that keeps you moving and is an endless and unnoticed job to do. (I love to just think-work and think)

There are others; service, retail, even care goes unnoticed and appreciated, thankless, but not less.

I can't tell you how many times people tried to undermine my position as unimportant or as though I was not able to achieve success, do better or achieve what they think they had done all lone...

This truly is their Achilles Heal...For every successful person, there is a cleaner and a server that helped them have ease of life to achieve their goals.

For every parent who needed a child fever remedy or milk for coffee or tea on a day when all other markets are closed a corner store, 7/11 staff to the rescue came - thank God they do this job today, Thank God that they don't celebrate the same holidays.

When you go to work at your fancy job and you drop off your child(ren) at the daycare - they helped you achieve what you think you did better than they can...

When you pick up you coffee, your morning beagle because you didn't have time to care for your-self, remember they helped you stay nourished to get you through your toughest part of the day...

When you rush through the security door, the elevator button pusher, the front desk managing staff who greets you with unending care, regardless of whether you ever noticed they were there...they made ease your advances in this society, kept you safe...

When your frustration gets the best of you, for all that hard job you do and a kind word, coffee full, relief in "I prepared this before you begun" from office staff that care no matter how much the pay-cheque lacks, no matter how much their personal care falls through the cracks...the cushion the blow.

For every industry that doesn't meet the furry of unending, unsatisfied customer serving because the calls are circumvented through a center that buffers the abuse as interventions...You build services off what they shield you from, without you knowing what all the abuse they take for you has become.

So the little people that at times are belittled by societies permissive crimes, by the un-effort of someone who thinks they rose to the top while the little people shrinks...just remember this one thing.

Little People make Big People in a world that has a system that pushes us so fast, that the Big Jobs never notice they where always getting the best the Little People had to become the Big People they profess...make those Little People seem like less...yet how did you get past.

It's a stair way to the top, and you must get the support of every little step up, for if that one step does not show up one day...there is no way for you to climb those stairs to the Top with such ease, - They are your only way to make your Big job the Breese.

To the Little People who do the Big job of tolerating Big People and helping them in their big jobs, you helped them get to the Top...There is not other way up!

Because at your Little Job every Day the Big Job Stops... Peace

The Little Things...Don't forget them all.