As I reflect on what it is to loose someone who was close to me or even distant to me but who has had an impact on my life, I found myself familiarizing with this weeks reading in "Living the Narrative Life." I know this might sound awful, but I lost about 2 friends a year all throughout high school, and the last year of my undergraduate life I lost my grandma on December 23rd and my roommate 2 months before that.
However, in staying relevant to the reading, my Ed is Dr. Brooks, who taught English at Texas A&M. I didn't know him personally, I didn't know his family, and I only had coffee with him on 2 occasions and spoke to him on about 6 occasions. He did however, make a lasting impact on my passion for writing and literature. I have had about three inspirations throughout my education to maintain my passion for literature and writing and he is one. I guess it was the way he taught the text, or perhaps the intensity of his lectures, or maybe because he had a genuine love for all literature and all types of writing. Dr. Brooks passed away a few years back, and I didn't find it appropriate for me to attend his funeral (personal reasons) but I did take out an old folder from my folder filer and read some old notes and reflected on his class; what a joy it was to be in that class.
I think we all meet this kind of a person which had this kind of an effect on our selves at least once. I always feel that there should be reason for us to meet with a person who leave us after affect us so much. There should be a reason, and I think you reflected yours so well in your post.
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