A few days ago, I was scribbling in Blogger... and didn't realize that I was writing my thoughts out in public. Bad move.
Stress doesn't excuse it, even if that was a factor.
Back in high school, the teacher got mad at the class for not understanding her, and I watched one student look around, and decide to do something for everyone.
He got her mad at him.
I observed, but I didn't really put the pieces together then. I wish I had. I wish I'd told him it was a great gift. I wish I'd been articulate then, instead of just talkative.
Thank you for that gift, Chris Carrick. I hope you're well wherever you are, and that your choices and intelligence are rewarded.
I've been thinking about that day, lately. Maybe because of gifts -- thanks, Cordelia Naismith Vorkosigan! -- maybe not.
Happy 2012. If you'll be at Epic ConFusion in a week, hope to see you there... Be well.