I hope that I never lose my curiosity about how things work; from a car engine and transmission to electricity to plumbing. 

Although of late my interests take me more to how men and women communicate differently, how they use the same words but those words often mean different things.  I find this fascinating - the duality between wanting to be independent and wanting to be known and understood.   I think we all maybe just want life on our terms…  The only terms anyone really ever knows. 

I recently saw a child in a park near where I live.  He had fallen down, and other than his pride, was not hurt.  He was deciding whether to cry or not.  His parents were fifteen feet in front of him and encouraging him to stand up and continue with them.  The boy decided to cry.  His parents decided to wait the crying out. 

At that moment, I wondered what type of message were they sending to their boy?  Rather HOW was that boy processing that situation?  That he had the strength within himself to stand back up and come to where they were?  Or, that his parents didn’t care enough about him to come back and get him?    

This struck me as a somewhat profound dilemma.  Maybe the boy was already feeling insecure prior to his fall and that is what caused him to lose his balance making him feel all the more insecure – and the best thing for his parents to do would be to comfort him.  Or maybe instilling an unshaken belief, that their boy was strong and could weather setback was better.

There’s no answer.  It is just the type of thing I am endlessly curious about. 

OK. I'll go to my room now.