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Posted on | April 10, 2007 |
The small envelope arrived. With it a thousand other possibilities, and certain (if not temporary) heartache.
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Posted on | April 10, 2007 |
The small envelope arrived. With it a thousand other possibilities, and certain (if not temporary) heartache.
16 Responses to “Mail.”
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April 10th, 2007 @ 9:39 pm
Awww, I’m so sorry. But knowing you, you’ll find the beauty and the good in it somehow, at some point.
(Not that I know you…I’m just a frequent admiring lurker)
April 10th, 2007 @ 10:08 pm
Sending you a thousand hugs, and most of my Easter candy for a consolation prize. I speak metaphorically here.
I’m sorry, baby. But I believe in the wide, wide possibilities -
April 11th, 2007 @ 1:34 am
Gee whiz, have I been there. Heartache and possibility at the same time. Holding the opposites is good practice!
April 11th, 2007 @ 3:07 am
Christina, listen. When I read your blog it makes me happy and I eager to read every post. I am so sorry that you are heartache. I hope it is only today. I am an electrical engineering and strive to finish my diss these couple of months. I have a small daughter the same Bean’s age. What you wrote about your situation is like my situation. I give you Big Big big hugs and smiles.
April 11th, 2007 @ 8:24 am
Oh hon, I’m sorry. But you are right and wise to see the other possibilities still open!
April 11th, 2007 @ 9:00 am
oh dear. out of the eleven schools i applied to i only received three acceptance letters (and they were the last three letters that came). but now, having chosen my path, i can’t imagine things having worked out any other way. so yes, the heartache of disappointment, but you are right, the world is still wide and open to you. i hope things look up soon. hugs.
April 11th, 2007 @ 9:02 am
I’ve always wanted to be a writer: I published my first little booklet at four, my first newspaper at six, went to college with Dean Koontz and served (tellingly) as his editor. However, my inability to become the kind of writer I’ve always imagined myself to be (you know: Proust, Fitzgerald, whatever) has never stopped me from supporting myself as SOME kind writer all my life. My experience has been that the world is full of so many opportunities that (as long as I work diligently) it’s laughably foolish to do anything other than cherish and honor the person I continue to become.
April 11th, 2007 @ 1:44 pm
I’m sorry sweetie. We all know you had your heart set on this. But, on the positive side, maybe there is something better coming in the future. ((hugs))
April 11th, 2007 @ 2:22 pm
Good for you to keep your mind open to the other possibilities out there. With or without grad school, you still rock!
April 11th, 2007 @ 8:23 pm
Christina, don’t be discouraged. Be positive. Things happen for good. Many doors will open for you SOON!!!!
April 11th, 2007 @ 8:30 pm
I want to tell you this, because I have been thinking it, and it seems like now is the time you might need it most: reading your blog is inspiration for me. I have felt stuck and unhappy with things in my own life, but by reading your words, I have felt the motivation to get moving, to write more, to strive to find the good in so many difficult situations. I have been dealt a few blows that have been overwhelming in the past few weeks, but by reading through your blog, with all its hope, I keep thinking–find the good and don’t give up. Make your peace and find the beauty in the world. You have a gift–an artistic talent, and already you have this community that believes in you as a writer and as an artist. Keep writing. I know I want to keep reading.
April 11th, 2007 @ 9:37 pm
I second M’s comments! You have touched many lives….keep writing.
April 12th, 2007 @ 3:16 am
I have absolutely no doubt that more doors will open, that hearts will be healed and books will be written (and eventually published). you’re a wonderful, inspiring writer. don’t forget that.
April 12th, 2007 @ 9:31 am
Been there. My mailbox has been filled with many small envelopes over the years. It’s tough because you have to give a hundred percent to be worthy of the big envelope and it hurts like hell when it doesn’t come. But I’ve come to think of it as a metaphor — my life is the big envelope, I’m living it every day.
You’ve been blessed with an amazing talent — one that won’t go unrecognized, I’m sure.
April 12th, 2007 @ 4:23 pm
I got so mad when I recieved the small envelope. Even madder when they reconsidered me, months later. Mad enough that I tore up that second envelope. Which is all to say: I kind of understand your heartache.
But you: your talent can’t and won’t get overlooked. Other opportunities, for sure! Better? Of course! So, cheers to the minor setback; it’s all their loss. You’ll make the best of these lemons, I’m sure. ((hugs))
April 13th, 2007 @ 11:12 am
Damnit!
Just means something else better is coming your way.
xo