I forgot to say something.
One of the things I’ve been doing – as you know – is cleaning out old stuff. Well, I had my report cards from first and second grades. YES! I won’t tell you how long ago that was …
Anyway, the teachers wrote long, thoughtful, detailed reports – really beautifully written – about me, my schoolwork, etc. And guess what? I haven’t changed at all. I am serious. I changed when I was a young adult but I came back to myself – my natural/true self – later in life and here I am. Just the same. It’s very reassuring. Comforting. I still have me.
The reports were a real gift. My teachers did not know how meaningful they would be to me – decades in the future – when they wrote them. I am keeping them.