Sunday, August 04, 2002
I was just taking a final look at some of the blogs on my list and came across a wonderful poem on Rachel Cunliffe's blog....check out the entry for August 4th entitled, "A Prayer". It pretty well encapsulates the things going through my brain for the last 6 months or so that I was at FWC. Not that I really have anything against FWC, but I guess I was just "disconnecting" because I knew that I belonged at VBCC. Kind of like puberty, when a child begins to grow away from his parents and begins to formulate his own values and worldview. It doesn't mean that the child hates his parents, although it might look that way to some outsiders, but the child is growing up and preparing to enter the next phase of life. (All this from one who has no children. But I was one....) I noticed this again last night when I was at FWC for Lorraine's birthday/graduation party. Most of the time that I was there, I felt totally disconnected from these people that used to be a big part of my life. It was almost as though I was observing from behind a two-way mirror or something.