Cry Me a River

Part 7

     Soon these green leaves will turn a bright red and the the air will get cooler. I usually look forward to Fall but this year I don't. Fall is when you get ready to go back to school and friends. It just seems like my life is going no where.
     I haven't had enough motivation to check my blog in the past couple of days.
Amelia walks in to deliver my lunch. She notices my camera is sitting in its case. She also gazes around trying to casually look for my laptop.
     "Given up I see." Amelia gives me a look of disappointment. "I wasn't allowed to give up when I was growing up."
     "I don't think I can do anything."
     "You seemed to have a plan figured out a few days ago."
     I roll my eyes even though I know she's right.
"Promise me you will at least look at your blog." Amelia is motivated to get me happy again.
"Fine."
"And today. Don't hold off any longer."
"Yes mam." I add with a sassy tone.
Amelia throws me a look of annoyance at that last remark. There's only a certain amount of sass she will tolerate and that toleration is very small.
     "Why don't I look right now since you're so impatient." Amelia's face lights up as I announce these words.
     I grab my laptop from the drawer in my nightstand. The blog is the only window open.
     "What's this?" I say while bringing my mouse over to the direct message page. My notification says there is an email from two days ago.
Dear Willow,
     Campbell College's Internet Writing and Designs team have stumbled across your blog. We are glad to have found this blog because you clearly have a talent for blogging. We were drawn in to your pictures and occasional paragraphs.
We were all unhappy to hear that you got diagnosed. We are also hoping that wont affect you joining our team. We would love to have you on our team.
Visit our website or call for more information.
Sincerely,
Anne Lynch head of the Internet Writing and Designs team
A phone number and email address are at the bottom of the page.
I handed my laptop over to Amelia. Thoughts were racing through my head. I was in so much shock.
"Oh, Willow, isn't that amazing!" Amelia exclaims.
It took me a minute to find words to say. "That means I have to become a student right?"
Amelia just smiles and nods.
The feeling that comes over me is indescribable. I'm mainly feeling joy and excitement but there's another feeling there. The closest thing I could match it with is worry. What will my mother think about all this? She's never been overly supportive of me. With all my treatment I don't think she will pay for this.
I express all my concerns with Amelia. It breaks her heart because she was very excited for me. Amelia is kind of like the mother I don't have and it pains her to see me sad.
"There's still hope." Amelia gives me a small smile.
We both know my mother's personality. A part of me wonders if Amelia is right. It couldn't hurt to ask. My mom at least knows I blog. I'll text her to stop by today.