I picked up the latest issue of Pulse magazine recently and happened upon a story about a young lady by the name of Shaunta McDowell. I’ll tell you now, that young lady knows how to get things done, and she doesn’t fool around while doing it.
To say I admire Shaunta is a gigantic understatement. How she has accomplished so much, and all of it so very good, at such a young age, I’ll never know.
This young lady is going places and she’s not slowing down, not even a little. With the drive Shaunta has, there is absolutely no telling what all she will actually achieve. Now I know what the term “go-getter” means.
I have written quite a few letters to the paper over the years, and I try to write about things that are helpful or encouraging. But this young lady leaves me in the dust.
It’s like I’m barely getting out of the gate and she’s already accomplished so much. Three cheers for Shaunta!
But what is so very surprising about this story, and it’s not negative in any way, is that she was a foster child. She just proves what a you can do when you put your mind to it — and really try, and really want to do something.
I think the thing this young lady realized and truly understood is that you don’t have to let your circumstances keep you down. She realized this and she did something about it. I think that makes Shaunta a success, in a very big way.
There is an added dimension to Shaunta. Not only has she wanted to do good things and to be successful, but she has helped countless others to this also.
Shaunta doesn’t take all the glory herself, but she shares her knowledge and experiences with many others, and helps them in so many valuable ways.
In this day and age, I don’t think you’ll find many people like Shaunta McDowell doing all the things she does for others — yes, out of the goodness of her heart. She is a truly remarkable and special young lady who has found favor with our Good Lord above, and shows it each and every day by all she does for others.
Shaunta, I salute you and wish you well.
— Debbie Touchstone, Jayess