I had “The Devil Wear Prada” on while working on an annotated bibliography tonight. It made me wonder if I got too wrapped up in my career as a scholar. I wrote this in response to my thoughts and actions:
I cried just a little today.
I did not have your shoulder or chest to put my head,
so I rested it on my books.
That poem is amazing. Short but amazing. And insightful. And sad.
I send you virtual teddy bears to hug!
xoxo Mom