day-making news

is that a dear friend, but first a dedicated and accomplished student, was just admitted into the program of his choice. it happens also to be the alma mater of self :). i am reminded of days i was struggling to say yes to writing a recommendation letter for him last semester. a lowly graduate student, how could i possibly contribute positively to his application? i remember also coming to peace with the thought that asking me was up to him, and responding faithfully to that request was up to me. i did my best to be objective, truthful, and sincere in my recommendation letter. so now that he's in, it feels like one of those meant-to-be situations :). and it feels rather good! and no, i take no credit for getting him in at all. it is fulfilling to have been an honest instrument towards the benefit of a deserving soul. as best i see it, of course.