It’s funny, Atlanta. I don’t want it back, and yet I miss it desperately. It’s weird to think of living another sixty years and never having again the same thing I had then. I imagine that I will find closeness in different ways, but wow, what an environment college was. I don’t think I really consider this year at Stanford to be part of my “college” experience. It’s so different in so many ways.
There is a lot more I could say along that line of thought, but I am having trouble thinking of the words, so I’ll postpone it for now.
Christina has been spending a lot of time lately with Carter and Kent. It is odd to think of how she has sort of fallen into what used to be my “place.” I used to be the third corner of that triangle, and now she is. It doesn’t really bother me as much as it just puts me in a contemplative and nostalgic mood. I’m glad she is discovering what an amazing pair those two can be.
It is so nice to see Christina. I have missed her so much.
