Connie

I've fallen in love with a beautiful woman this year--Get your mind out of the gutter, you pervert. 

Her face, striking with a smile that rivals some of the most beautiful beauty queens. Her face holds so much wisdom, yet so much youthful willingness to grow and learn. She came to college to study, to learn, to love. I genuinely believe some of us were meant to walk  the halls at LCCC, just so she could seduce some of us with her charm and her wit. I've never met a woman that seems to have life so figured out, and be so with it. 

She has learned how to play one part extremely well in her life, and that part is Connie, the only role she knows how to play.

If there is one thing I've learned from her, it's that learning from your mistakes allows you to move forward. Her abitily to write is that of a genius. She can write with the passion she has in her life to learn,she can speak it even better.  When she speaks it's like a melody playing through the airwaves when she says the word "love."

 I think she allowed herself to fall in love-- because she misses her daughter. She treats us all like her children when she asks us if we want cookies in the midmorning, or she asks us if we need a ride home. She hugs us like a mother hugs her children. Somehow, I think we are an outlet for her love, because she has so much love to give, and it's so easy to give it to us less experienced children. She sometimes says to us even if she knows all of our names, "Hey Kid!" Then sometimes she precedes to give us a compliment and ask about our love lives, our careers, our families, our crappy part-time jobs, or our weekend plans. She knows  how to approach us.

Not like our condescending parents. 

She treats us with respect and shares her experience so all of us can learn from the life she's lived, and shows us that in order to love, we need to be ourselves and not be afraid of the mistakes we've made, but learn from them--and go from there. She has lived her life as an optimist, and that getting lost isn't always a bad thing. Connie has reminded me of that time and time again.

She is Connie, the one and only.