>As I was saying in the last post that I came into K’s life when I was three and she was over fifty years old. When I look back I think it was a big liability and responsibility for someone who was not young, had ill health, was not financially self sufficient and was dependent on her daughter and son-in-law. I think K was a kind of woman who acted without any fear of consequence and took criticism with a pinch of salt – for her it was something that had to be done and since no one else was doing it, she would take it up without hesitation. But the story here is not so much about K and me, but of K herself. As I was growing up in that household, I was also learning to be invisible and to be an acute observer of the goings on around the place. The person I observed most was
wellbeing and non well being
>irrational rationality
>The other day I was talking to a friend of mine, who is a young talented poet, actor and a writer. We were talking about a post on FB and I asked for her views. Her response was that she felt strongly but she wanted to think before she wrote. I asked her to write about her feelings and not her thoughts and she said she would try, but never did write. Another friend of mine, in her early 30s talked to me about how often she struggles with knowing what her feelings are, i.e. is she feeling angry or is she feeling sad and how important is it for her to “know” her feelings before she responds. These discussions provoked me to write this post about how I come across people, both men and women, who are very cautious about coming across to others as sentimental or mushy. It is as though, expressions of passion, of anger, of love,
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