“School begins Monday & I suppose I shall go though I don’t feel boyant over the prospect, I have grown so attached to my work & place in the office & to my little laboratory & dissecting outfit & my stuffed animals it is hard for me to leave them. Then here I am “Miss Cather” & govern, there I am a child & am governed. That makes a difference with frail humanity.”
Does it ever! There were younger moments I liked being governed, but for the most part I preferred governing. Even if my charge was only one, me. In fact, it is my favorite group.
Having just written about nursing homes, my mind wanders there. Did you ever have a time you enjoyed being governed?