So the question I keep asking myself is "When do I stop caring?" I know the answer is never, though I see other people (or at least I think I see them) giving up. I can't give up on him b/c I have invested my heart into him. As cheesy and "torch of education" as that sounds, it is true. I see my own boys in him and I treat him as I would want someone to treat my son.
Wyat is on the verge of being dismissed, but yet people are still fighting for him. That makes me happy. Well, fighting for him isn't the right word. The ball is completely in his court. It is his decision to want to be here. He has missed so much school and his grades are so bad that he has to pull himself out of it.
I think they are pulling internship from him. As much as I believed before that was a bad idea, I think it is a good idea now. He needs to be here--or at least he needs to give the appearance of being here to appease the powers that be.
The underlying question is why I care so much for him. As I said, I see my own sons in him. But why him and not Brian Vandersteen, Vaughn Stewart, Chris Furman (Though I think I had begun caring about Chris...). Even not just specifically for him, but why do I care period? What is it and Wyat of all people?! He knows what to say, he has the puppy dog eyes, he is apologetic and grateful, etc. etc. etc....but yet I can't give up on him.
Sigh...Not a good day. I just hope he gets his act together. We all want him to. I hope he knows how much we do care for him.
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