For the past week or so my boss has been absent from work due to unknown illness.
I know it doesn't seem like much and that maybe it appears odd to even write a blog beginning with that statement, but that's because you don't know Cameron. I remember the first time I met him. The phone calls I received a few weeks prior to moving back into the dorms at the end of summer for my RA position gave me a completely incorrect picture of him in my mind. When I walked into Sanger College and knocked on the RHD office door I did not expect to see a short, little Chilean white guy sitting behind the desk. It didn't take me long to realize that Cameron and I would become close. Both sarcastic, not afraid to be silly or speak our minds, and (after a little bit of research) very close in age.
I never had an older brother and always wanted one. In fact, I don't have any siblings at all and it was not until the past few years that I became jealous of my friends that do. Cameron became that older brother figure for me. He was my boss yes, and he took his job seriously. He did what he had to do when he had to do it whether he wanted to be a tough-ass or not; however I often looked at him differently than that. He took care of me, of all of us. Made us coffee in the morning sometimes, or even a bagel and some bacon. He dropped me off at the airport or picked someone up from the train station late at night. He was real around us - talked about his family, his girlfriend, his past, his future. Cameron is someone I trust more than 95% of people I have ever met and I have only known him for one and a half years. I'd like to think that he has a little place in his heart for me as well - I think so. We both have bigger and better things in our future after we leave this place and I sincerely hope that we remain in each others lives in some way. I don't think it takes an inordinate amount of time to form deep relationships with someone. The roots are important but they don't necessarily have to take years to grow.
I know it doesn't seem like much and that maybe it appears odd to even write a blog beginning with that statement, but that's because you don't know Cameron. I remember the first time I met him. The phone calls I received a few weeks prior to moving back into the dorms at the end of summer for my RA position gave me a completely incorrect picture of him in my mind. When I walked into Sanger College and knocked on the RHD office door I did not expect to see a short, little Chilean white guy sitting behind the desk. It didn't take me long to realize that Cameron and I would become close. Both sarcastic, not afraid to be silly or speak our minds, and (after a little bit of research) very close in age.
I never had an older brother and always wanted one. In fact, I don't have any siblings at all and it was not until the past few years that I became jealous of my friends that do. Cameron became that older brother figure for me. He was my boss yes, and he took his job seriously. He did what he had to do when he had to do it whether he wanted to be a tough-ass or not; however I often looked at him differently than that. He took care of me, of all of us. Made us coffee in the morning sometimes, or even a bagel and some bacon. He dropped me off at the airport or picked someone up from the train station late at night. He was real around us - talked about his family, his girlfriend, his past, his future. Cameron is someone I trust more than 95% of people I have ever met and I have only known him for one and a half years. I'd like to think that he has a little place in his heart for me as well - I think so. We both have bigger and better things in our future after we leave this place and I sincerely hope that we remain in each others lives in some way. I don't think it takes an inordinate amount of time to form deep relationships with someone. The roots are important but they don't necessarily have to take years to grow.
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