I just extended a hand of friendship. Now I
learn to detach.
Home and family are becoming a state of love after one has traveled far away from the physical and created ties in places unimaginable. My sister cracked me up today. She always does. I tell her time and again she ought to write a book. We were discussing a certain essay someone decided to write on a ridiculous topic based on “self confusion.”(1) She said to me that if I were ever to have a friend in this state of delirium, I should remember, in her very words that “Some people come into our lives and leave, so make room for those who will take us to a better level. You are like a tree; the delirious one is a leaf whom the wind will blow away. But I am firm, am the root your sister who is going nowhere.”
Ref. note: (1) A state of mind - usually a very unattractive state of mind which is in essence a delusion that one believes they know for sure who they are and refuses to learn anything else about themselves. A general and or simple description can be a conscious decision one makes to be confused – am certain this is how my dad would describe it.
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