Monday, November 12, 2012


I'm sitting in an adorable little kitchen in Richardson, Texas getting ready to load up the rental car & head to the airport. I'm struck by the beauty of my friend Tricia's hospitality...her honesty...her welcomeness. She made Kendall & I feel like this was exactly where we were supposed to be. We talked college. We talked life. We created. We hung out with Laura & Judy. It truly was a lovely weekend. Tricia is one of those people who makes you feel like you've been best friends your whole life.

It's hard to go on a college visit with your daughter & not project your feelings about the place on to her. The campus was beautiful, but it's not Flagstaff. The dorms were a little ghetto, but that's not how she saw them. Do I think she'd do better closer to home? Absolutely! But it is not my choice to make. All I can do is take her to these visits & help her compare. Ultimately, the choice is hers (no matter how frustrating it is that she doesn't seem to care about the distance or he enormous cost of tuition she will have to bear). visit down, two to go. Four friends visited. More visits in the works. A clearer path for filled with bumps & muck for her. A bunch of growing up for both us us.


  1. Glad I got to say hi! I hear what you are saying! Right there with you! Godspeed.

  2. I'm glad you had a fun time!
    Love U!