I can never, ever, EVER find my name on a key chain, mug or random souvenir. Maybe I don’t even exist if my name doesn’t appear on a mug?
I remember one day in elementary school that the new gym teacher greeted me by name! I was stunned! Somebody knew me by name! WOW! I mattered! (Fun fact, I was wearing the t-shirt that I assume my mom had made for me that had my name boldly on it.)
Part of finding our own bliss AND creating opportunities for others to experience joy is to simply know and be known.

