Throughout my life, I have had mentors, and those from when I was younger still retain the most prominent places in my heart.
The Relief Society president who believed when I was in my early twenties whose love and careful guidance while I served in a position that seemed to large for me prepared me for the next which felt overwhelming. Hard on the heels of that calling, I was put in a Relief Society presidency. Another dear, dear sister provided me with the strength and guidance I required in dealing issues way, way over my head and kept me from foundering. She gave me confidence when I had none, soothed my hurts with wise words, and even lit the path before me far more than she ever realized.
When I remember these ladies, my heart fills with love and appreciation for the examples they set me and the things they taught me which have served me in good stead for the past twenty-five years.
Here I am now in the same place or even advanced of those ladies then and find myself providing mentoring others but at the same time requiring some myself. Fortunately, like them, I find a great deal of fulfillment in giving back a bit of what others have bestowed upon me. In writing, especially, I look to those I emulate to light the path ahead of me. Fortunately, I have a wealth from which to choose.