In her own words........
Over my years at DWC, many of my Spanish students became part of the family. My husband, children and I welcomed them and provide a home away-from-home.
When it was time for my daughter to leave home to attend Northwestern University, I pretended I was fine, but I dreaded it. We dropped her off on a Saturday then drove home. The next day I tried to get back to the routine. I baked an apple pie in the afternoon and just as I was thinking about what to prepare for dinner, the phone rang. It was one of my students who asked me if I had already made dinner. I assumed he was angling for an invitation. Instead, he said that he and the other regulars at our house were on their way to the supermarket to buy all the necessary ingredients to prepare dinner for us. They made a big tossed salad, spaghetti with sauce and garlic bread. For dessert we had apple pie and ice cream. When the meal was over, they washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen. I wanted to help, but one said to me, “I know this is a difficult time for you, the first weekend without your daughter. My mother missed my sister a lot when she went away to college, so I understand how you feel.”
It has been over twenty years since that weekend, but that act of kindness and empathy has stayed with me all these years.
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