03/12/2026
If you had asked me what I could offer the world when I was five, I probably would have told you that I was destined to create the next great series of watercolor paintings. My masterpieces were bold, imaginative, and taped to my wall with pride. At ten, I was convinced the world needed me as a right forward on my objectively mediocre soccer team. At eighteen, I had a new plan: my strong work ethic and perfectionism would pave the way for success in corporate America. I thought tangible achievements and academic success was the key to mattering in the world.
But then came some of the hardest, most existentially taxing, and unprecedented years of my life. And somewhere in the middle of all that chaos and quiet reflection, my understanding of what the world truly needs shifted. I’ve come to realize that the most lasting impact we can have isn’t measured in promotions or productivity. It lives in the small, precious moments of understanding and connection between people. Not money or success, but friendships. That’s the heartbeat of it all.
If you’ve ever written me a letter, a sticky note, or just a few words on the back of a receipt or napkin, I still have it. I keep them all. These little scraps of intimacy are my most treasured possessions. They remind me, every time I look at them, of what truly matters. They remind me that someone took a moment to reach out, and that those moments are what make the world feel less heavy and more whole.
So when I think now about what the world needs from me, the answer feels simpler and softer than I ever expected. The world and my community need my friendship and I need theirs, too. That’s not just what I can offer but what is needed.
- Sydney Gorski, Red Shirt.