As a girl, a wise woman told me my eyes would elicit people's secrets throughout my life. I took her words to heart. From that day forward, I resolved to be a gatekeeper not a gossiper, and in some mystical way, like a magnetic field, her prophecy came true.
Last week, I was the honouree for a major fundraiser by the Canadian Hadassah-WIZO organization. In my reflective time after the event, I sat wondering about the real meaning of the word "honour." The plaques, kind words and other souvenirs of one's "night" are fond keepsakes...but don't reflect what a true honour is.