Hello everyone. I’m sorry that I have ignored this blog for so long. In truth, it is a reflection of the end of a battle. Up until this semester, law school was a mission. Something I had to do, that I knew would have a positive end somewhere, and that I knew was important to me. And then it all clicked. So I am writing to tell you that happiness exists in the law and at law school. It is possible to achieve a purpose in the world, and to acheive what might at one point appear to be near impossible.
Today is my son’s birthday. He is sixteen, and he is mentally ill and alone in the world. To him, I owe a debt, and for the first time in years, I feel satisfied with my progress. I promised him that I would do my best to make sure that what happened to him does not happen to other people. To tell the world that what happened to him is wrong, and to devote my life to the purpose.
So here is where I stand: I am less than two months away from finishing the second year of law school. Despite my fears, I am fine. My grades are fine, my scholarship is safe, people are approaching me for various tasks and assignments, and referring me to awesome opportunities. I just finished representing my school at the ABA National Appellate Advocacy competition. I didn’t win, but I had a good time. I am working on a paper concerning parents rights to make health care decisions for their children and children’s rights to bodily and family integrity. Believe it or not, that Constitutional Law class actually did serve a purpose. I have my first paying legal job (paid by a firm, not work study…). And this summer, I will be working side by side with a public defender on a death penalty case. Conveniently, my role will involve assembling the mental and emotional health records from childhood forward. So, it is coming together. My dual criminal law and mental health law focus is going to work out fine. In the meantime, my administrative law class and commercial law class are just there. I’m managing them just fine while spending hardly any time worrying about it. Strange.
I hope everyone here is well. I was so surprised to see my readership has stayed almost steady while I was away. I’ll make it a point to write more often. Have an awesome evening and a happy St. Patrick’s Day.