… has just come in. It is from Cashel.<\/p>\n
I opened my mailbox last night to find a three-page letter from Cashel. Of course, it is three pages because his writing is so HUGE. However, he has stayed within the lines very very well. Getting a letter from Cashel is, to me, like winning the Lottery. That is the only way to explain the excitement.<\/p>\n
Here is the letter, in its entirety.<\/p>\n
Dear Auntie Sheila, This morning (and last night) I saw a big thunderstorm. I thought it would inspire you to make a book about nature and storms. Now for the details: I was on the bus talking to a new friend about what would happen if lightning struck a termite mound. We thought lightning struck Whataburger! It turned out I was wrong. So then we started talking about what would happen if lightning struck the heating system. Love, Cashel.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
That is one of the deepest most profound things I have ever read in my life.<\/p>\n
Uhm … “whataburger<\/a>“? And … what exactly was Cashel “wrong” about? I’m not clear on that. Obviously, these are eternal questions not really meant to be answered – only contemplated and reflected upon.<\/p>\n
And don’t even THINK that I’m not going to write a book about lightning striking a termite mound.<\/p>\n
Serious note: This sentence made me cry. “I thought it would inspire you to make a book about nature and storms.” I honestly don’t know how I can bear it. The love, the essence of Cashel, the REALITY of Cashel … it cuts me like a knife. Makes me cry.<\/p>\n
Humorous note: I sense some Trotskyite attitudes in Cashel’s fantasizing about lightning striking “the heating system”.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
… has just come in. It is from Cashel. I opened my mailbox last night to find a three-page letter from Cashel. Of course, it is three pages because his writing is so HUGE. However, he has stayed within the … Continue reading