"Dear Dad and Mom,...."
I love school. I really do. What I don't love is spending enormous amounts of time and effort studying for something I hate. I did that. Then I took the tests to do it as a job. Then I did it as a job until you retired.
The only thing that I've done for myself without regard to anyone other than myself?
I didn't care if anyone thought it was good or if it would sell. I just did it for the wonder of it. I've met some lovely people because of it. But, well, I'm not sure about this next part. What do I do next? I'd like some company on this next part of my life.
Have been reading a tiny book about a tiny woman entitled "Mother and Me By Virginia Pounds Brown. Both author and her mom are from Alabama. I've actually met her publisher. Nice man.
The book and it's subject made me think and then?
It made me cry.