Hi, friends! I submitted my last grad school application yesterday. I expected to feel celebratory, but instead I feel like I did at the end of running a half-marathon, as though I limped across the finish.
I recently read “David and Goliath” by Malcolm Gladwell. The book discusses how our assumptions about strengths and weaknesses are sometimes wrong.
In the middle of the book, Gladwell writes about people who have endured trauma, and in particular, people who endure the loss of a parent while they are children.
While we were traveling, I read “Flight Behavior” by Barbara Kingsolver, and it was the perfect vacation book. I have never been much into fluffy beach reads. Have I mentioned the summer that I lived oceanside? I was trying to work my way through “Crime and Punishment.” I was 21 and the life of every party, obviously.