LX&R

lunes, enero 03, 2005

Korea... The rest of it...

Show a man a frozen lake and give him a large rock, and that man will throw that rock into the lake trying to break the ice.

These past few days have been so emotional for me that I could type for hours if I only remembered everything that I had been thinking and feeling. (It's too bad that I don't write these things down on a note pad or something...) It's also difficult to express because there are so many scattered thoughts in my messed-up mind. I'm a disorganized person and although you might not see it in my thoughts, I'm sure you've seen it in my actions and words. But whatever...

I'm beginning to understand that I don't really know how to be empathetic. I don't know a person's heart (what they're feeling, what causes them pain, etc.) and I've never really made an effort to put myself in someone else's shoes for the sake of understanding that person better. This New Year's day kinda blew the door wide open in terms of realizing how utterly self-centered and narrow-minded I can be.

I think it's safe to say that this was probably not a very "happy" New Year's for my family. A lot of painful stuff came out as tears were shed... But at the same time, I can't help but believe that this was for the good of the family. It was catharsis and new understanding...

Personally, I'm beginning to understand something about women. Like I said before, my thoughts are cluttered and jumbled, and I couldn't explain it to you if I tried. I would probably over-simplify, over-generalize, state the obvious, and yeah, I'd probably just piss you off. But, when you peer into a woman's heart, soul, psyche, being, whatever the heck you wanna call it, you can't help but be amazed and terrified at how emotionally intricate they are. Even the slightest glimpse, and you walk away with a desire to be a little bit more responsive and sensitive and with a new outlook on who that person is.

Most notably, I see my mother in a completely different light. Sometimes, you live with a person so long that you forget that they can hurt on the inside too. I've never really thought too much about maternal matters, but I think I understand a mother's heart a little bit better after this trip to Korea. I don't really care to explain what I mean, but in the coming year, I hope to treat my mother better and try to understand why she does the things she does.

Yeah, I could write about all the other lessons I've learned over the past few days, but I'm sick of writing now... (I'm kinda sick of Korea too... Heh heh...)

I have a good feeling about this year... 2005 anno Domini (in the year of our Lord).