I'm still thinking, and figuring out the words. Lovely thread. Lovely words. Thank you everyone.
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That's exactly what I would've told him. Now, where's the next ditch gonna be?When my 10th grade English teacher said I would never amount to anything and will probably end up digging ditches, could never get into any college and would be surprised if I even graduated from high school.
Fast forward 40 years. I was visiting the town I graduated high school from and stopped at the local hardware store now owned by a classmate from high school. We were talking for a while and he said “Look, there’s your favorite teacher in the whole wide world.” Mr Y (now retired) came up and my friend said to him “Do you remember this old student of yours?” After all that time he didn’t remember me until we started chatting and I reminded him of some of the problems we had with one another. I reminded him of that one thing he once said to me back in 10th grade. He said he didn’t recall that, that it was a horrible thing to say if he said it, and if he did -- it would have only been to motivate me. I laughed and said “nice try, but the truth is you said it because you were one nasty SOB and you hated me.” But that it actually did have an affect on me. He asked what became of me. I said “Well believe it or not I did graduate high school, got a bachelors degree, and MBA and was a vice president of a corporation." He laughed and said in all his years teaching and since, no one had ever had the guts to tell him "he sucked" to his face until now.
LOL Probably his grave.That's exactly what I would've told him. Now, where's the next ditch gonna be?
Now that would be irony.LOL Probably his grave.
Sure would.Now that would be irony.
I always say the only constant is change.I got married, the first time, when I was 17 - less than a month out of high school. I wasn't pregnant. I really can't tell you why. But it was horrid. And admitting it was a mistake after everyone tried to tell me it would be, was a hard thing to do. I hung in there for 2 years. Finally I swallowed my pride and left the marriage, the town, all my friends, my entire life, really. And started over, at 19, in the big city of Memphis. Starting from scratch, all by myself. Pride makes an awful meal. It was, hands down, my crossroads. I think I chose wisely.
Another big moment for me was my conversion to Catholicism. My entire RCIA journey was life altering and amazing. I often wish I'd done it when I was younger - that I'd had some of that knowledge before I made so many mistakes. But I honestly don't think I could have handled it a moment earlier.
Of course, my marriage to the ogre and having my children, all changed me as well. Life is a series of changes, just when you think you've got it figured out - whoosh: there it goes again.
I always say the only constant is change.
So has the King.You know it. I've repeated those exact words many times.