Not-the-Welcome-Letter-You-Dreamed-About-Now-What.

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Not-the-Welcome-Letter-You-Dreamed-About-Now-What.

A few days ago, I was out riding bikes with my children. It was a windy afternoon, but the sky was crystal clear. While I had woken up that morning admittedly a bit crabby that it was now April and I had yet to see the thermometer rise to the idyllic seventy-degree mark that I have been dreaming about for months on end, I had a moment of sheer bliss as I stopped the bike for a moment and listened. Really, really listened.
 
And you know what happened? The most magical feeling came to me. Here I was, in our neighborhood that must be about 90 miles Door to Shore – and yet somehow, the way the wind was blowing, I felt that I truly heard the ocean! The hypnotic, beautiful sound of the waves crashing on the sand! Delusional? Perhaps. Here in the Hudson Valley, where our majestic river flows softly between the mountains, I knew for certain that this was hardly a coastal breeze ripping through the sea. But it was a rejuvenating moment – one in which I felt closely connected to the fact that if we all listen closely, we can literally transform our experience.
 
Why do I share this seemingly corny story? Well, because right now, while many of you are heralding the arrival of welcome kits from your college admissions offices with the “hallelujah chorus”, there are certainly others who find themselves feeling completely broken-spirited by the “thank you, but no thank you” letter that has, in most cases, very unexpectedly, and without a doubt, unwelcomed, made its way to your mailbox.
 
It’s a devastating moment indeed. And it happened to me. I will never forget the day when UNC-Chapel Hill sent me their “gentle” rejection. I was crushed to the core and wanted to lock myself in my bedroom until the pain finally subsided. And I know that I did isolate myself for awhile, struggling to figure out why this could have happened to me and what might be next. I mean, I had put literally everything into that application – and had dreamed about nothing else. How could this have happened.