So Lowell and I went out to celebrate tonight, not only the 3 passes on his starred paper, but the great reviews from his profs (which I noticed that he omitted telling you in the previous entry). We had a gift certificate to use, so we splurged and went to a very nice restaurant. L, by the way, was such a good boy and allowed us this little luxury, which we haven’t taken since he was born. Really the meal was way more than any meal should cost, way more then any decent human being should pay for a meal. This fact was driven home even further for me as we watched the movie “Blood Diamond”.
As movies go, I enjoyed it. I won’t go into any sort of critique for fear that I would ruin it for any of you who want to still watch it. The basic story revolves around the smuggling of diamonds out of Sierra Leone, which is in the middle of Civil War.
Almost at the end of the movie L cried and I went to nurse him. I was sitting there, not sure how I could be so blessed to be living and raising my child in North America. My life is not adequate to say thanks. I won’t be making any huge difference to the injustices of the world, but I should be conscious about the little part of the world that I can impact.