The day they told me you had resigned, I went searching for you. My eyes sharpened to find you like two new Ticonderoga pencils on this timed, standardized test of life. I, your pupil, felt desperate to fill in the bubbles on this journey to fill up my heart again with answers to questions I knew only you could score & tell me were right. But you never had exams in your courses I should've known when you left, that was your way, your blessing to write my dissertation and live my philosophy out, for you, You had given me love, you had always seen what I couldn't; my potential. Who I am, truly. And that's why, from you, I learned everything & could feel internal peace for I learned my purpose & in my search for you again, great teacher, I realized you had never left and the test had never existed. I will still always wonder though where you went.
For a wonderful man and a professor who changed my life.