"He was only your worst critic, and critics don't really count. He was the man who singled you out because you stumbled once in awhile. He looked for your mistakes and ignored how much you had done right. He stood back and judged you, all the while finding no fault in his own actions. You were out there, in the arena with blood on your face, dying on stage, as he watched from the back row and was your harshest critic. You were brave, safe and protected, surrounded by love and friends. Who cares if one fool of a man was there to be a critical asshole? He was simply jealous, jealous that you went on despite his jeering and angry energy. Play on, Ryan, for there will always be critics. Some may say they love you, when secretly they hate you, and others may say they hate you, when in reality they deeply love you."
Ryan, Carolyn & I were thinking it would be fun for us to have some drinks Thur. night or tonight. You should call me from the payphone. ------> Please call even if it's to say you can't make it. We just think it'd be fun. Luv Always, Amy & Carolyn I love you son! MOM P.S. Shakespeare & Ryan Rule!
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