Cool Breeze

I love law school students. They make me feel, well, normal.

Earlier this semester, I watched as one of my classmates pointed out a grammar error on another classmate’s teeshirt. Now, I have been known to complain to Wells Fargo because its signs say “insure” when it means “ensure.” But even I would not bother to correct the grammar on a young graduate student’s teeshirt.

Did the other law school students in the group roll their eyes over the teeshirt correction? No, they jumped in the discussion, which ended only when someone looked up the fine points of the grammar rule on at least two websites.

These are my kind of people.

All the stuff that is a little off kilter about me: I am so meticulous that I keep my spices in alphabetical order; I feel spontaneous when I depart from my plan to eat at Subway and go to KFC; I don't mind studying 10 hours a day. None of this behavior is particularly unusual in the law school student world.

In fact, at law school, I am considered practically laid back. In the midst of some of my classmates, who treat every single assignment, graded or not, as a career-breaking, life-or-death event, I am a cool breeze.

Even though today is Labor Day, I have my usual detailed agenda. It includes one extended study break where I’ve slated myself to mop the kitchen floor. But maybe I’ll switch things abound and unload the dishwasher as well. Don’t try to stop me. I am Ms. Devil-May-Care—at least in the law school student world.

The Best Day!

One quarter of a century ago, I had the best day of my life. That was day I welcomed my darling baby, Alec. I held that frail, five-pound bundle in my arms and fervently prayed that I could keep him alive. “Let me have a year with him. Please, I’ll never ask for anything else. Just give me a year.”

But I got much more than that. I am now going-on 25 wonderful years of being Alec’s mother. Even though he’s grown from that tiny bundle into a talented, intelligent, funny and thoughtful man, one thing hasn’t changed—the enormous pleasure I get from having him in my life.

Happy 25th birthday, Alec!