A deep talk
Last night I had the most wonderful talk with my uncle. It had been 2 years and one spinal cord injury since the last time I saw him. A lot had changed. His face lit up as he entered the room, he gave me a big hug and immediately sat down and started in on a conversation with me. After praising me for my attitude and strength he asked me the question every adult asked me during this time in my life. “What are you thinking about studying?” When I responed “I’ve been told I shouldn’t major in philosophy” he immediately responded, “been told?, what do you mean by that” he explained that this was the time in my life that I decided. And that everything I thought I knew about the profession I wanted to be a part of, would change when I started to dig a little deeper anyway. We talked about everything meaningful under the sun and I was beaming with joy taking in everything he had to say. It is these deep conversations that I used to start with the people around me, but somehow I l...