100 Thanks
I wish I could take credit for the inspiration to write this list, but that belongs to Ben Kuhn. Instead, I'll just provide my own list of a hundred things I'm thankful for.
- My mother, whom I resemble more and more like every year. I only hope the trend continues.
- My father, who's been supporting me more than I realize, longer than I knew, and with no signs of stopping.
- My Grandma Mary, who has got to have at least twelve hearts, one for each of her grandchildren.
- My Grandpa Bob, who I never knew in my adult life, but who I know is the reason my mother made it to Harvard.
- My Gpa, who makes me proud to be a third-generation scientist.
- My Gma, by whose grace I can afford to attend the school I love.
- My Uncle Christopher, who still has new conversations for me, even after all these years.
- My Titi Mari, who will always be family.
- My brother, with whom I grew -- and continue to grow -- up.
- My cousins Roman and Camilo, who gave me Star Wars, Magic the Gathering, Dungeons and Dragons, and Starcraft, perhaps against the best wishes of both my parents.
- My cousins Marshall and Brendan, for whose sake I remembered how to play for years after I else would have forgotten.
- Marie desJardins and John Park, my second parents.
- Heather desJardins-Park, who can't seem to get out of my life, and who's always been a dear friend.
- Music, such a wonderful memetic accident, which has kept me sane in dark times.
- Ballroom dance and my physical ability to dance, which has kept the dark away in recent times.
- Poetry, which turns the dark, bright.
- That my dark times have never been as dark as they could, and that I've always had friends to pull me through.
- My craziest roommate, Lucian Wang, who might as well be my long-lost twin. Except that he's short.
- The rest of my blockmates: The tall one, who keeps us together.
- The short one, who's always been a fantastic person.
- The craziest one, with whom I fought the terrors of mechanics and relativity.
- The princess, with whom I can always talk about feelings.
- The scientist, who makes the people around her better.
- And the one who defies description, who makes everything weird.
- The Harvard Ballroom Dance Team, which is precisely the amount of crazy I need in my life.
- My friends on HBDT Exec, who are far more than the amount of crazy I need in my life.
- My students at HSYLC-Beijing, who impressed me beyond measure, whom I still love dearly.
- My students at Orchard Gardens, who blew away a teacher who thought he'd already seen the very best of students.
- Diane Yang, who's been with me every step of the crazy Citizen Schools adventure.
- Harry Lewis, who's advised two generations of Rheinganses in doing what they love.
- Margo Seltzer, who showed me beauty in a field so many people think soulless.
- Benedict Gross, who would rather I do stupid things under his care than outside it.
- Helen Vendler, who made me want to be a poet again.
- Physics, the most beautiful applied science I know.
- Mathematics, the most beautiful thing I know, period.
- Computer Science, and the crazy accident that I can make a living doing the thing that I love.
- XKCD, which brings me something awesome
threefour days of the week. - Books, which were my childhood.
- Amazon, which brings me books.
- Kickstarter, which shows me awesome new things.
- Facebook, which keeps me near friends.
- Google, that fabulous brain-prosthesis.
- Wikipedia, my new math textbook.
- Yale, for hosting my school so graciously while we clobbered them at sports.
- Random late-night conversation with people I've only just met.
- Late-night food runs with friends.
- Harvard University, and the opportunity to attend it not as a waypoint towards a career, but as a formative stage in my life, where I can learn from some of the brightest minds of the past generation, alongside some of the brightest of mine.
- Eliot House, with its disproportionate number of math concentrators, ridiculous endowment, and perfectly quaint library.
- Oakland Mills High School, which got to me first and kept my feet firmly planted true.
- Vincent James, who's seen me at my best and at my worst, and has continued to believe in the former.
- Janet Doherty, who pushed me to my limits.
- Richard Smart, who forced me to think.
- Richard Ewart, who was always a friend.
- Philip Hale, who first taught me to believe in beauty, and never took less than my best.
- The rest of the OM orchestra family, for making four years of music together.
- The late Dr. Lynn Collins, who simply surpasses words, and whose legacy is a thousand brilliant mathematicians of today and tomorrow.
- Rebecca Sandler, who saw the good in me at such a young age.
- Daryl Burch, who showed me that evil does not always show itself and good is not always apparent, but that hope is always to be found.
- Russell Cain and the Johns Hopkins Applied Physics Laboratory, where I was able to cut my teeth on programming in the real world.
- Baltimore Fencing Center, where I could throw myself at something that gave me purpose.
- Gabrielle Galvez, who gave me advice. And love. And a few notes from lectures at the School of Hard Knocks. I mean, what else is an older sister for?
- The Johns Hopkins Center for Talented Youth, the single largest reason I am who I am today.
- The CTYers who made that possible for me the first few times around, and gave me awesome people to look up to.
- Reggie Viezel, who showed me how to make beautiful art with glowsticks against music.
- Ippy, from whom I first heard The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.
- Rachel Hall, who's worked so hard to keep me sane all these years.
- The CTYers who came later, who looked up to me.
- Fish Stark, who kept the CTY dream alive for me and so many others.
- Amalia Bowen-Sicalides, for so much.
- Mark Ralkowski, who taught me so much, and then wrote a letter to help me get into Harvard.
- Misha Chkenkeli, for showing me yet more math.
- And of course, Kyj, for shenanigans.
- Lila Rieber, whose philosophical conversations I've been too long without.
- That we live in an age of (relative) intellectual enlightenment and not stifling dogma.
- That we live on a rock in stable orbit about a high-pressure clump of gas, where somehow, impossibly, self-replicating carbon structures took form, learned to think, and called themselves human.
- That I have the health, capacity, and opportunity to lend my life, strength, and passion to making this human fragment-moment in spacetime infinitesimally better.
- Ben Kuhn, who shows me by example that 'infinitesimally' is aiming too low.
- Modern technology: its marvels, which give us the ability to explore the world and remake it for the better...
- ...and its comforts, without whom we'd be too preoccupied with securing food and retaining heat to do much at all.
- Modern medicine, whose advances have brought us lifespans well into the 80s...
- ...and its promise to deliver more of the same for the future, which shows no signs of stopping.
- All of the diseases I don't have, thanks to modern medical knowledge...
- ...and all of those that are so very close to eradication, thanks to the same.
- In general, the ever-accelerating march of human understanding...
- ...and the likes of Raymond Arnold, who are bringing people together to celebrate our common humanity.
- That love in this world so often vanquishes hate, even if it's difficult to remember for all the hating we still see.
- That our nation is no longer at war for our basic liberty,
- nor at war to secure the basic liberties of others,
- nor at war in defense of democracy a continent away,
- nor on the brink of nuclear death.
- (And that any 'war' today comes nowhere close to those in our past.)
- That nuclear weapons have not taken human life in two generations...
- ...and for the decreasing odds that they will in the imminent future.
- That renewable energy is on the rise, before our planet is uninhabitable.
- That space is so close to us, and the stars not that much farther off.
- That the universe, incomprehensibly, is comprehensible.
- The past, and that it's brought us here.
- The future, and the promise it brings.
- That I have hours free in my life to blog about that which makes me thankful...
- ...and that I've got a blog at all, to collate my thoughts where sometimes other people care to read them.