Monday, January 08, 2007

All done

Sat for a moment in silence, pressed the letter to my face, then dropped it into the box. Daughter moaned in the back seat, come on, she said. OK, I said, lets go get a doughnut. Whoopy, whoopy, whoopy, yeah!
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Chris Vacano said...

It's a well-established truism among me and my friends that there are few difficulties in this world that coffee and pastries can't comfort, if not completely alleviate.

On a more serious note, good for you that you saw this through. Opening doors to the past can be difficult and scary, but in this case (even though the odds are wwwwaaaaaayyyy in favor of there being no problem), it's an important thing to do. I'm with Jason on this... I wish I could shoulder some of the burden for you, because for me, much like him, "disclosure" is almost second nature.

Remember to breathe while you wait to hear back.

1/08/2007 5:58 PM
Ample said...

Thanks Chris. The odds feel good and I'm glad it's done. Thanks.

1/08/2007 8:07 PM
Anonymous said...

I am proud of you. You are one couragous woman. Now take a deep breath and trust that all is well. You have done all that you can. You must now release it to the wind and the fates. Breathe...

1/09/2007 12:30 AM

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