I have never been so proud to be an Aggie as I am right now.
Tonight I sat in Reed Arena with close to 20,000 of my extended Aggie family in a memorial service for those who lost their lives this morning and to pray for those still in need of medical care. Just thinking of it as I type brings tears to my eyes.
Have you ever downloaded an app and found that it does something completely different from what you thought?
Getting duped is a horrible feeling, and it’s even worse if you’ve wasted money in the process.
I’m guessing that right now apologetic words and acts of contrition are not helping you let go and move on.
Often, when we have been hurt, we need to feel that the other person truly understands the pain we are experiencing and gets how serious the emotional pain and betrayal really are.
If, however, we hear, “I’m sorry for doing [specific action] and making you feel [accurate reflection of feeling],” we can feel understood and see that person showing empathy and taking responsibility, which helps us move forward.
Many people have asked me what it’s like being an American woman married to an Arab man.
Some even ‘warned’ me before making the decision to get married.
I looked over my shoulder and saw the sight of close to 20,000 students spontaneously putting their arms on their neighbor's shoulders, forming a great circle around the arena. My heart, my prayers; and the heart of the UT student body go out tonight to Aggies and their family and friends as they recover from, this great loss.
The mass stood there in a pin-drop silence for close to five minutes, then, from somewhere, someone began to hum quietly the hymn "Amazing Grace". Texas A&M, The Eyes of Texas are Upon You-and they look with sincere sympathy upon a family that has been through so much tragedy this semester. I've tried to find ways to help her through her grief of losing him.