I've been thinking.... how shall I remember my parents and sister...? What is real? What is authentic? What is nice? Good? Bad? Ugly?
What were some of the last things my sister said and were some meant to hurt? Bring up a few old points that were digs? Interesting that the lawyer said -- Ken... .do not look at your dad's will.... it contains nasty things about you.... Aaaahhhh... Of course! He was who he was til the end.... AND if as he died he meant to change he didn't have the strength. Let THAT be a LESSON -- change while you can. And when my sister talks about the Tallit... is she just wanting to be sure I remember the disrespect she showed it AND the threat she made if she had it? Lovely person. And some other things I hesitate to mention... BUT to be sure -- her memory was always good and precise so what she said was meant, I think and feel sure, to hurt. Why not? She was hurt... she said... She was not the center of attention whcnever she was anywhere... And my father didnt' get from me what he wanted... i.e. a partner in business who was obedient in every way. I was certainly not obediant and being kicked under the table was not a way to control me. As for my mother -- well on fairly good authority I am told she was the Queen... and everyone essentially did what she wanted... except me...!!! SO - bad Ken!
So what and how to remember? And with whom do I share any of this? People think that all mothers and parents love their children. While that may have some truth the bigger truth I have come to is that LOVE IS DIFFICULT.... To remember is one small way to love!
There are many ways to love. There are many dynamics to love. There is reciprocated love and there is unrequited love. There is love of beauty and love of mind. There is love of goodness and love of strength. There is love of flexibility and love of firmness... To list just a few. There is love of one's parents, one's mate, one's children, one's friends, etc etc.. There is love of country. Love of G-d. AND on the other hand there are the opposites... since love and life and everything are matters and anti-matters. EXCEPT -- can we ever hate G-d? Some people do. However I suggest that in all things we can instead of hating or loving we can relate or shun.... If we relate there is a chance for anything. If we shun then we isolate ourselves and limit our opportunities.
Being connected... relating... is to be preferred. Yet - what am I doing with my local Jewish community? With some old friends? With family - now and in the past?
Protecting myself has been a theme even as I feel strong enough... Protection limits one's life. Protection is one way to deal with being afraid. FEAR is an amazing and terrible feeling.
SO - today - what am I afraid of? I like to think... I am not afraid ... of anything, of anyone... anytime... YET - there is anti-semitism. There is white supremacists. There is possible death. Possible destruction. Possible loss...
Recently I read someone's saying -- being alone is the better thing. It is where freedom lies. It is where one will not get hurt or do harm. I WONDER.... and will write more sometime, I guess.