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Mission Mountain School / no talks
« on: August 20, 2005, 04:36:00 AM »
Yes! I remember off talk. I was off talk for almost 3 months. lol
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Mission Mountain School / Didn't we all used to be friends?
« on: August 18, 2005, 05:10:00 PM »
honored to be invited meant that I was expelled and I thought that I would never be asked back. That is what my meant!
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Mission Mountain School / Making sure everyone reads this
« on: August 18, 2005, 05:07:00 PM »
First thing Elizabeth last name did not start with a W. it was a M. I am not going to discuss any details of her out of respect for Liz and friends. People who know me and her are aware. No, I did not go back to just see my friends. I went back because I was invited to honor Gary in his retirement. For the last ten years I have wanted to go back and have closer. Last time I was there I was being expelled on graduation day. I was not looked at as a success at all. It has been a tough road but, I wanted to tell Gary and J&C that even though I did not successfully complete the program that I am a success of MMS. I made it. I see that the opinion of MMS is very different to certain people.
Yes-it was hard
Yes-In ways we could say "boot camp"
but the tough experiences in my life have made me a stronger person. I will not refer to MMS as "jail" because it was not a lock down, there were no bars. I wrote what I did to share my experience, to tell people that it was not just "favorites" that were invited. The references such as "chain gang" will only be understood by those who were there during that time.
Cotter
Yes-it was hard
Yes-In ways we could say "boot camp"
but the tough experiences in my life have made me a stronger person. I will not refer to MMS as "jail" because it was not a lock down, there were no bars. I wrote what I did to share my experience, to tell people that it was not just "favorites" that were invited. The references such as "chain gang" will only be understood by those who were there during that time.
Cotter
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Mission Mountain School / Making sure everyone reads this
« on: August 18, 2005, 01:59:00 AM »
Oh and yes I am talking about Lizard.
Liz and I were on our dad's retreat
Cotter
Liz and I were on our dad's retreat
Cotter
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Mission Mountain School / Making sure everyone reads this
« on: August 17, 2005, 11:40:00 PM »
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Just wanted tell everyone that I went to the reunion and nither Colleen or anyone from that school has been in touch with me. When I received the invitation I was so excited and felt honored to be asked back. I couldn't wait to see all of my friends that I haven't seen in 10 years. All of my mentors who showed me the best they could the right directions. The "chain gang", the memories I have, the songs we sang, the compassion that we showed. When my mom and I drove down Guest Ranch Road for the first time in 10 yrs I felt so scared, nervous, excited. Remembering the last time I was their like it was yesterday. It being one of the most painful day I have ever had. It didn't matter that was in the past. I couldn't wait to see all of the faces of my friends. When I got out of the car I only saw a few that I recognized. I thought that maybe they will arrive later. I shortly realized that I was wrong. I began to feel the tears running down my face. What happened to everyone? Why aren't their more people here? I continued to ask myself this question all day. It was the first time I heard about Elizabeth M. I can't believe it. This broke my heart. I know that I cared about everyone that I shared a memory with, I feel it in my heart. Towards the end of the day I walked out to the Ski Cabin with my mom and it looked really run downed. The corral that was built was falling apart, the kitchen was missing boards. Everything that we built that intervention (you know what i am talking about if you were there) was falling apart. I then realized what a statement, what a metaphor.
I was not a "success" at MMS and it was the hardest thing I ever did. What I do know is that it was all of you that helped me make it through, made me smile and laugh when times where hard, made me feel safe to cry,be angry, and tell my most deepest secrets. I just wanted to tell you all that it would be really easy for me to bash on MMS but no one is perfect. I know I am not and I know that all of you aren't and weren't either, including MMS. I miss you all.
Love,
Cotter
Just wanted tell everyone that I went to the reunion and nither Colleen or anyone from that school has been in touch with me. When I received the invitation I was so excited and felt honored to be asked back. I couldn't wait to see all of my friends that I haven't seen in 10 years. All of my mentors who showed me the best they could the right directions. The "chain gang", the memories I have, the songs we sang, the compassion that we showed. When my mom and I drove down Guest Ranch Road for the first time in 10 yrs I felt so scared, nervous, excited. Remembering the last time I was their like it was yesterday. It being one of the most painful day I have ever had. It didn't matter that was in the past. I couldn't wait to see all of the faces of my friends. When I got out of the car I only saw a few that I recognized. I thought that maybe they will arrive later. I shortly realized that I was wrong. I began to feel the tears running down my face. What happened to everyone? Why aren't their more people here? I continued to ask myself this question all day. It was the first time I heard about Elizabeth M. I can't believe it. This broke my heart. I know that I cared about everyone that I shared a memory with, I feel it in my heart. Towards the end of the day I walked out to the Ski Cabin with my mom and it looked really run downed. The corral that was built was falling apart, the kitchen was missing boards. Everything that we built that intervention (you know what i am talking about if you were there) was falling apart. I then realized what a statement, what a metaphor.
I was not a "success" at MMS and it was the hardest thing I ever did. What I do know is that it was all of you that helped me make it through, made me smile and laugh when times where hard, made me feel safe to cry,be angry, and tell my most deepest secrets. I just wanted to tell you all that it would be really easy for me to bash on MMS but no one is perfect. I know I am not and I know that all of you aren't and weren't either, including MMS. I miss you all.
Love,
Cotter
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