Sometimes (OK, a lot of times) my job sucks and I struggle to find happiness during my day. Then, sometimes, something kind of amazing happens that makes all of this worthwhile.
One of the counselors, whose son also happens to be in this class, just came into my senior class and pulled out two kids, a boy and a girl, both of who I had last year, and who have been dating for about two years. They both applied for the same scholarship, a really huge one, to an in-state university that would pay EVERYTHING for all four years. They've been waiting for months to find out the results, and I've been badgering them about it, because a) I care, and b) I wrote the girl her letter of rec for the scholarship. It was a long shot for them both, as only five are given a year, but they both got it! The girl came running back into class, sobbing, to get her phone to call her mom.
They're both over the moon and I don't think they're going to get any work done for the rest of class, which I'm pretty OK with today.