Compendium (return)


Here, you will find – exclusively – my humble compendium of letters. These are the correspondence I have maintained with my family. I submit them to your review for reasons I do not understand.

Forgive such musings as here follow. They are merely awkward attempts to understand a reality which eludes language. And, now they are yours.

11.20.2011

Caedmon Comma

My son,

My heart is not so harsh as my eyes, I hope. I know how often I must frustrate you. In fact, you tell me so on a regular basis. I can become so focused on my own rules and expectations that I forget you are learning and that sometimes learning is difficult.

Please always remember that I am also learning, and it is difficult for me, too.

Dada



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