In fact, I wasn’t looking at antioxidant recipes; I was writing a paper.” “Seriously?”
“I don’t want you to think I’m imagining a world without you.
But if I get my MSW, I can counsel families in crisis or lead groups dealing with illness in their families or—
“Wait, you’re going to become a Patrick?” “Well, not exactly. There are all kinds of social work jobs.”
Dad said, “We’ve both been worried that you’ll feel abandoned. It’s important for you to know that we will always be here for you, Hazel.
Your mom isn’t going anywhere.” “No, this is great. This is fantastic!” I was really smiling.
“Mom is going to become a Patrick. She’ll be a great Patrick! She’ll be so much better at it than Patrick is.”
“Thank you, Hazel. That means everything to me.” I nodded. I was crying.
I couldn’t get over how happy I was, crying genuine tears of actual happiness for the first time in maybe forever,
imagining my mom as a Patrick. It made me think of Anna’s mom. She would’ve been a good social worker, too.
After a while we turned on the TV and watched ANTM. But I paused it after five seconds because I had all these questions for Mom.
“So how close are you to finishing?” “If I go up to Bloomington for a week this summer, I should be able to finish by December.”
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