Resolved and resolute, she stood at the dawn of the new day, but felt herself begin to hesitate.
“No,” she insisted. “This day is going to be different. This day I’ll do what I said. I’ll do what I planned. I’ll do everything I can to make life better for everyone I meet.”
And she strode forward.
By day’s end, she had done almost everything she said. She had done almost everything she planned. She had done almost everything she could to make this life better for everyone she met.
But it didn’t feel like enough. Because, well, it wasn’t.
There was that one thing left unsaid. There were those two things left undone. There were those three people for whom she didn’t do quite everything she could to make this life better. All things she could have done but didn’t.
As the sun set, she felt disappointed in herself, even though on balance she had do a great deal for so many people that day – but not for those others.
The unsaid, the undone, and the unserved don’t know that much other stuff that was accomplished; they only know that they were not.
This is not to overburden the reader; it is to burden him or her only enough.
No, you can’t do everything – but you should do everything you can.