Wednesday, March 16, 2005
Feelings
I shouldn't be posting right now because I'm supposed to be studying for the pain-in-the-ass that is a philosophy midterm. No offense to the elderly, but when your class can't hear you or understand you because of the excessive coughing, maybe it's time to retire. Especially when the subject is the pain-in-the-head that is philosophy - it's just not easy. For such non-intuitive subjects, it would be great if the teacher actually taught, but I guess we can't have everything. It's DIY education time. Ack. (Not that Loyola is a bad school. No. I've enjoyed my time there immensely, it's just that some classes suck.)My grandma had a stroke yesterday and it brought on several feelings. The first was one a gratefulness - not that she had a stroke, mind you, but that we had just had a long (and rare) phone conversation a few days prior. In this conversation, I shared with her that I was graduating with honors in May and that Huz had been accepted to Vanderbilt with a full-ride for his Ph.D. She told me how proud she was of us, despite the doubts we gave her by marrying at the tender ages of 18 & 20. That meant a lot to me. I hear those words ("I'm proud of you") all the time from Huz, but to hear it from family, whom I feel I let down, means a lot. My Dad also said it recently in a heart-felt birthday card that he sent me. I cried when I read it, actually.
My other feeling upon hearing about grandma was one of isolation. I don't regret marrying Huz or traveling all over for our educational goals, but there is a sacrifice of family involved. Leaving the house and getting hitched at 18 will do that to you. I recently did a family tree project for a class, which made me realize how little I really do know my family and that saddens me. I just hope that I can get to know them all better (and vice versa) by making the best of my yearly visits home and by phoning/emailing more often since I won't be moving back home anytime soon (or at all).
By the way, grandma's okay. Thanks for asking.
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