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letters at lunch

9 Aug

I cannot study while I eat–I don’t know, it’s just how I’m wired.  So, when not able to enjoy a meal across the table from or on the grass with people I at least sort of like, I normally retreat to comforting books (Harry Potter) or the internet.

Just now, over my chicken caesar salad, I caught wind of “Dear Hypothetically Gay Son.”  I am hooked.  And this is why I’m posting the day before my shelf exam (please wish me luck!).  In my mind, this letter is the best; it conveys an abundant supply of support while still admitting to surprise and ignorance.  I’d really like to be this type of parent.

Also, I have renewed confidence that my current dancing ineptitude will be enough to get me through at least the first couple years of our daughter’s life.