my mother... even though i rarely saw her in her later years, living abroad with my sister as she did, doesn't mean we didn't have a close connection. we didn't need to be in eachothers' pockets to know that. there's a warm spot in my heart when i think of her.
no matter how clear i feel i've made myself, sometimes people seem to completely mis-read my intent... this bemuses me and makes me re-examine phrasing. not a bad thing. what makes you re-examine aspects of your day/life/personality/ ''qmark''
LOLOL! I've been misinterpreted my entire life by the majority of people I know. It stems from non-verbal communication when I was very young, which stemmed from extensive relocation and belittling, be it my native origin, clothes, accent, beliefs ( or lack of ), et al. The fact that I am dyslexic contributes as well. I didn't really start verbally communicating until college ( seriously ). Or, rather, learning to verbally communicate. Poetry was easy, writing was easy - oral communication outside of listening and advising was not.
Therefore, I am continuously re-examining how I communicate something ( I am constantly editing words, syntax, etc. ); however, I also realize that people view life through their own filters, and no matter the precision of communication, there will be many who won't view it as we intended, but as they are. Think Anais Nin, We don't view the world as it is but as we are.
Do you drink eggnog?