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Do you sometimes feel like you have no impact on this world? Like no one notices you? Like you have no purpose? Like in the grand scheme of things, you're just a simple being with no influence on mankind. I'm going to have to disagree with you on all of these counts. I once felt this way. That is, until a series of events took place that have affected my entire thought process.

Before my husband and I set out on the long journey of marriage, we went through several hours of couple counseling. One thing we were taught was that if we wanted to be happy in marriage, we should try to do everything in our power to make our partner happy; thus resulting in our own personal happiness. While this did not sink in immediately, the theory eventually changed my life.

Very shortly after we were married, everything in my life went wrong. Well, not exactly everything. I graduated from college. I found a great job. I gave birth to two beautiful children. Yet, despite all of this, I still felt like something was missing in my life. I was not satisfied.

Then one day, I opted to apply for a promotion at work. I was a shoo-in for the promotion but there was one condition. I would have to teach computer classes to the general public. No guidelines, no rules, no materials. I had to start from scratch and teach students everything they wanted to know about using computers. I had no teaching experience or qualifications. While I was very knowledgeable about computers, I had no idea how I was going to spread this information to others. What if I failed? What if I could not make the students understand? I think I worried more about my success than that of the students.

As time went on, I started teaching beginner computer classes. Most of my students were senior citizens that were eager to learn the basics of using a computer. Unfortunately, they were not very good at comprehending what they were being taught. One student, in particular, caught my attention. Connie Quinn would attend faithfully every week. When a session of classes would end Connie would be the first one to register for the new session. I would cringe every time she called or emailed because I knew she was coming back for more training. Yet, as many classes as she attended, she never seemed to show improvement. I was discouraged, to say the least.

At the end of the final class of every session I would ask the students to fill out a survey for the classes. The surveys were used to judge how well I instructed the students

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