by Linda Mose Meadows
My colleague and I chuckled about the latest sayings, “I am feeling some kind of way.” I’m not that hip regarding the latest sayings, but I understand it. As some say, “It’s good gospel, but poor grammar!” Many of our days are filled with unexpressed emotions.
Over the weekend, my husband and I attended a beach concert. He flew his kite and I enjoyed listening to the band and people-watching. This fun filled electric atmosphere was momentarily disrupted when I noticed a girl happily running and shouting, “Hi Mommy!” The child reached toward her mother, extended her arms and instead of her mother reciprocating with a loving gesture, she pushed her away. The child didn’t appear startled, but my heart sank. An adult male walking slowly behind the child; signaled that their visit had concluded. I suspected that these adult’s friendship flame had smoldered. What remained were remnants of a fragmented relationship. I wondered what emotion the young girl felt when her mother shoved instead of hugged her.