I've been reading Dear John, by Nicholas Sparks for the past week or so and just finished it last night...I bawled my eyes out! It didn't cease to capture my heart even though I predicted what was going to happen. As most of the author's audience does, I find myself wishing people like the characters truly existed. I'm sure there are people like them in this world but they are rare.
Reading this book taught me that true love takes sacrifice, self-control and patience. Sometimes you love the best you can and still lose, that's ok. If its true, it will never leave you (or the other person). Sadly, for a lot of people it doesn't work out that way.
I was also reminded of the importance of specific people in my life. My parents came to my mind often. I am so thankful for what they've taught me and who they are. If you ever decide to read Dear John, you'll understand what I mean. The work that Savannah, the girl in the book, does confirmed why I'm studying what I am. Taking the time to understand a child that cannot articulate what they want to say is such a worthy commitment. Even an adult needs that sometimes.
Sorry I've rambled on longer than I meant to, but that's what's been on my mind. Hope everyone has "enjoyed" getting back into the semester. Hope to see some of you soon :)
Awww Dara! I know exactly how you feel. I was very thankful for my mom after reading the book. And I know what you mean about about working with children who others don't see as a worthy committment to work with. That's why we are the majors we are. :)
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