But not really. Just for a second. Because I wanted to share this thing with you. I read George Saunders' (Saunders's?) latest collection of short stories, Tenth of December, earlier this year, and I just fell in love. With the stories. With George. With his radio interviews that I obsessively listened to on my morning runs. And with the warmth of spirit that just sort of mists off of this adorable (ADORABLE!) man.
And then today - Cheryl Strayed - another author who I am in embarrassing goobery fan-love with, posted a link to this graduation speech that George Saunders gave at Syracuse University.
As I sent my own boys back to school this morning, I told them: if you can be one thing this year, be kindhearted. Make it your mission to be good to everyone around you, no matter what other people do or say.
Of course, I'm not always that way. Far from it. I can be a bit of an ass, a lot of the time, actually. And like Saunders, I think the moments when I've failed to be kind (because GOSH it feels so much funnier to be mean) will be the moments I regret the most.