As they meet up in new writing groups, I ask them to imagine that these new people might just become very important to them one day.
It's a great way to think about this new day. I keep my eyes and mind open to new people. I remember that one day, I met my best friend and husband. One day, I learned the names of my wonderful neighbors. One day, I called a woman to teach my children piano, and she became our dearest family friend.
It begins. On a single day, it begins. Maybe it's today!
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I wish I'd had a professor like you, Heather.
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