Sunday, May 2, 2010

thoughts of the power of discovering old words

shared by Paul "Alabama" Tran, her close family friend


A few months before Cyn would have graduated, she was in the middle of finals and called me. She had a final exam that required them to write an in-class essay on a laptop computer. The only problem was that she didn't have one. So we made arrangements for me to drop mine off to her at UCLA. The only thing was that my laptop was really, really old and I was worried it would crash or not work for her and I told her so. But as she always does, in her Cyn way, she nonchalantly took my laptop and went to take her exam.


When I saw her a few days later, all had gone well. Months and months after Cyn had passed, I discovered the exam on my computer. I'm sure I saved it somewhere before I sold the laptop. Now after writing this, I want to go find it and see what she wrote. I'll write back when I find it. I think it's very powerful to hold someone's old words, and know I'll feel some of her presence when I do.

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