I am content to be invisible. Unheralded, unapplauded, unnoticed. When we have to share a table for a meal during our trip, I am happy letting Deb do 95% of the talking. I make small, unnoticed improvements in the world — the unplugged USB power outlet at the airport, the brochures out of place on the rack, the dollar bill that someone needs for the vending machine that won’t take change or large bills. For me, now, these are enough.