Sometimes, academics really get on my nerves. I've been in college 7 years, so we're not talking a few isolated experiences here. Anyway, have you ever had an instructor or teaching assistant who was more attuned to what he or she didn't want as an answer on an essay exam, rather than a satisfactory answer? And they say things like, "If you write x, I'm gonna get mad." Pray tell, what would make you happy? They don't know. And neither do I. I've gotta go. Terry, I got all your e-mails; I'm sorry I didn't reply. You're not missing much.
Today, you’re 35. Or at least you would be, in this place. You probably know this, but we’re OK. Not great, but OK. We know you wouldn’t want us moping around and weeping all the time. We try not to. Actually, I guess part of the problem is that you didn’t know how much we loved you. And that you didn’t know how to love yourself. I hope you have gotten to Love by now. Not a place, but fills everything in every way. I’m not Him, but he probably said, “Dear daughter/sister, you have been terribly hard on yourself. Rest now, and be at peace.” Anyway, teaching is going well, and I tell the kids all about you. They all say you are pretty. I usually can keep the boys from saying something gross for a few seconds. Mom and I are going to the game tonight. And like 6 more times, before I go back to South Carolina. I have seen Nicky twice, but I myself haven’t seen your younger kids. Bob took pictures of the day we said goodbye, and we did a family picture at the Abbey. I literally almost a...
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