From the moment I handed off my letter to the Fedex man, the clock was ticking. I tracked the envelope obsessively, waiting for the moment that it was signed for at the mystery man's door. As soon as the signature appeared on my screen, I expected a call. Every hour that went by, I became more and more convinced that he would not call. Nevermind that it was delivered at 11AM on a Tuesday and it was possible he was at work, or shopping, or visiting friends, or doing any of the myriad of things that a person does in the course of a normal day when they are not expecting a life-changing package to arrive at their home.
Quirky, outspoken, but secretly shy, I've never been afraid to be self-deprecating for a laugh. I believe that it's just as easy to be kind as it is to be cruel, that we are each our brother's keeper, and that no day is more important than this one.