A Different Path Part 6
Nature Girl
Join Date: Mar 2002
Location: By The Lake
Posts: 60,328
Beautiful labs!! Kathy, you may have said but I missed the memo...do you have cats or dogs? I'm thinking what good company they are when you want to just spend a day in the comfy chair.
The library will be pleased to get those books. I'm glad you are able to get most of them "reassigned" to a new home.
The library will be pleased to get those books. I'm glad you are able to get most of them "reassigned" to a new home.
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Join Date: Jan 2013
Location: Ashburn, VA
Posts: 30,196
Well. I did it.
I listed the six most expensive/distinctive books on Amazon.
The rest, even the specialized stuff, people could now just get almost as cheap new. Some old, stained Hebrew vocabulary cards that were like hen's teeth when I paid for them have been reprinted and are now $14.95 new! Not worth my effort to list!
But I just can't throw the language stuff away with my own hands.
I'll just pack it all in boxes to go to the library and when it leaves my house, I will make it leave my heart.
Oh, God. I just really fell apart to my old seminary registrar on the phone. It's the only time I've ever, really, really lost it.
I knew I would cry, so I deliberately put off calling her. I had made up my mind I was just going to let things go and not call her at all.
But then yesterday I got an email from the online studies dean, who noticed that I hadn't been enrolled in a course since last December. He suggested I enroll for another class before Dec. 31 of this year, or I might have to reapply.
I wrote him back and told him that I had in fact withdrawn from the degree program in February.
I suspected that his email was just a form letter, but I told him the story anyway of how things had worked out.
He was surprised and sad, but delighted that things had been unfolding so well.
But then I thought I ought to call Alice, the registrar. She had always been my buddy. She and the folks in her office looked at me as kind of a mascot--somebody's grandma, kicking *** in seminary.
I fell apart to her the day I withdrew, because school meant more to me than practically anything in my whole life. I didn't have a "legitimate" reason to leave: all it was was an inkling.
But then a couple months later I found out that the inkling was indeed a suggestion from the Lord and not my own foolishness. The reason I was supposed to put scholastics aside and focus more on people was because I was dying and needed to set my house in order.
I fell apart to her so badly when I quit--and I hate to fall apart. It's not like me.
So I hadn't called her to let her know about the cancer.
I told myself that it didn't matter.
But it did.
I needed to tell her. I needed to close that door. But I'm still crying.
God, I miss school. I loved it so much.
I didn't mind giving away my books to my friends. I won't mind selling the expensive stuff on Amazon.
But it killed me to call Alice and tell her I was dying and thus really and truly never would be coming back.
I listed the six most expensive/distinctive books on Amazon.
The rest, even the specialized stuff, people could now just get almost as cheap new. Some old, stained Hebrew vocabulary cards that were like hen's teeth when I paid for them have been reprinted and are now $14.95 new! Not worth my effort to list!
But I just can't throw the language stuff away with my own hands.
I'll just pack it all in boxes to go to the library and when it leaves my house, I will make it leave my heart.
Oh, God. I just really fell apart to my old seminary registrar on the phone. It's the only time I've ever, really, really lost it.
I knew I would cry, so I deliberately put off calling her. I had made up my mind I was just going to let things go and not call her at all.
But then yesterday I got an email from the online studies dean, who noticed that I hadn't been enrolled in a course since last December. He suggested I enroll for another class before Dec. 31 of this year, or I might have to reapply.
I wrote him back and told him that I had in fact withdrawn from the degree program in February.
I suspected that his email was just a form letter, but I told him the story anyway of how things had worked out.
He was surprised and sad, but delighted that things had been unfolding so well.
But then I thought I ought to call Alice, the registrar. She had always been my buddy. She and the folks in her office looked at me as kind of a mascot--somebody's grandma, kicking *** in seminary.
I fell apart to her the day I withdrew, because school meant more to me than practically anything in my whole life. I didn't have a "legitimate" reason to leave: all it was was an inkling.
But then a couple months later I found out that the inkling was indeed a suggestion from the Lord and not my own foolishness. The reason I was supposed to put scholastics aside and focus more on people was because I was dying and needed to set my house in order.
I fell apart to her so badly when I quit--and I hate to fall apart. It's not like me.
So I hadn't called her to let her know about the cancer.
I told myself that it didn't matter.
But it did.
I needed to tell her. I needed to close that door. But I'm still crying.
God, I miss school. I loved it so much.
I didn't mind giving away my books to my friends. I won't mind selling the expensive stuff on Amazon.
But it killed me to call Alice and tell her I was dying and thus really and truly never would be coming back.
Guest
Join Date: Jan 2013
Location: Ashburn, VA
Posts: 30,196
It's a good day, too, Anna.
I guess it's about time I grieved for real.
And like lightning I sold my most important book, a Greek-English lexicon called BDAG. A guy in California very wisely got himself a DEAL! I will still make money selling it, though probably not much.
I guess it's about time I grieved for real.
And like lightning I sold my most important book, a Greek-English lexicon called BDAG. A guy in California very wisely got himself a DEAL! I will still make money selling it, though probably not much.
Nature Girl
Join Date: Mar 2002
Location: By The Lake
Posts: 60,328
I brought the tissues too, your story really touched my heart, Kathy.
Regardless of leaving the classes behind, your spirit and not just your memories but the memories of everyone who knew you and worked with you will light those rooms for a very long time.
I am glad you made the call. You needed it and I suspect she needed it too. And it's okay to weep, and to cry on the phone or with people. It really IS okay, life isn't meant for us to "suck it up" all the time.
We love you and care.
P.S. The guy in California just got a gift far more precious than he knows. So even in your sadness, you brought someone joy today.
Regardless of leaving the classes behind, your spirit and not just your memories but the memories of everyone who knew you and worked with you will light those rooms for a very long time.
I am glad you made the call. You needed it and I suspect she needed it too. And it's okay to weep, and to cry on the phone or with people. It really IS okay, life isn't meant for us to "suck it up" all the time.
We love you and care.
P.S. The guy in California just got a gift far more precious than he knows. So even in your sadness, you brought someone joy today.
Member
Join Date: May 2018
Posts: 8,762
(((((Kathy)))))) ❤️❤️❤️ My tears for you are all intermingled with tears for my Mum. Sending you so much love
A new grandchild is such a gift and a joy. The Lord really is watching over us all and promising new beginnings for all of us ❤️
A new grandchild is such a gift and a joy. The Lord really is watching over us all and promising new beginnings for all of us ❤️
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