Dear Diary,
I have one of those blessed relationships with my parents. I actually enjoy being with them. But since they are retired beach-combers and I am a mid-western soccer mom ("soccer" is used loosely btw), I can only be in their presence a couple of times a year due to the distance between us. Which means while we anticipate those joyous "hellos," we also have the teary "goodbyes." Today was a goodbye day, and I will continue my day with a lump in my throat and an unusually sensitive nature.
This brings me to my thought process for the day.
I was thinking about feelings, and how we describe our physical bodies (especially our hearts) when we feel them. Take two obvious opposites: happy and sad.
If I were to use any of the following words -- empty, broken, drained, heavy, down -- I would be describing sadness.
Likewise, these words (which happen to be completely opposite) -- full, whole, overflowing, light, high -- would convey happiness. I don't think anyone would describe an emptiness or hollowness as being a happy emotion.
There are universal descriptors to describe universal feelings. Am I the only one who finds this cool? (I am in such a philosophical mood. Tomorrow I'll be, like, who cares?)
I'm glad to know that others know what I am feeling.
OK, let me qualify that. I'm glad to know that other people who get along with their parents know what I am feeling today.
Funkily yours,
LJ
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