What's real?
It's that question again...
People are so complicated. Life is so complicated.
Nothing or no one is simple.
Everyone has their own story.
Is my life real or is yours?
I might not live my life the way you do, but does that mean it's not real? It is for you.
Why would I live my life any other way than the way I know how to right now. That is real. For now.
So if it's a lie or extreme or different than what other people do or think or believe, does that make it not real?
I don't know.
How do I know?
Right now what is real for me is that I am listening to Country music over the internet while typing this; MB is on a plane flying across the Atlantic Ocean, coming home; DB, I assume, is alive somewhere in the northern part of Israel, learning navigation, and whatever else he needs to learn; i have no idea how he is, how he is feeling, if his ankle is okay, if he's hungry or cold or lonely?; Ely is alseep in her father's bed; NED is in a car with her father taking our friend Adina to the airport. I'm tired, have a sink of dishes to wash, need to cook more tomorrow for Shabbat.
I am thinking about a long stream of people: DG, YG, YMB, SS, SB, VR, AG, CLR, YS, -- they just keep streaming.
So in this moment that is my reality.
But is it real? Still don't know...
posted by Sarah Smile @ 10:56 PM
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1 Comments:
SB---one of the harder things in parenting is letting go----I don't think any books have been written on the subject, however, YOU and Ari have been exceptionally wonderful parents, and your 4 children reflect this. Now as they start flying the nest, know you have done your very best and the rest is up to Hashem. Take a class or read a book on "Bitochen", perhaps it will give you the tools to let go abit! NO MORE CONTROL as they hit there post high school years---you'll see and you'll be proud, just as Dad and I are about you and your brothers:) Big Hugs, Mom
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