The man, a janitor on my college campus, looked very exhausted. I don’t recall why we struck up a conversation, but he explained that he was working three jobs because he wanted a better life for his kids.
At the time, all I could think of was how awful it must be to feel so tired all the time. Now, with the perspective of having my own family, I can better appreciate his willingness to sacrifice. I also can’t help but think how lucky his children were to have someone so devoted to their well-being, and what a good example of determination he must have been to them.