Earlier i saw something that was talking about women in Japan, and how once they take on the role of wife and mother they become referred to soley asMom ,to the point that the use of their name becomes for the most part obsolete. It was talking about how for many women this results in them feeling a sense of loss of self,a loss of their individuality and the uniqueness that is them. A little video was made showing the expression on a small group of random womens faces,when they were unexpectedly addressed by their husbands by their first names,and it was beautiful to see. Their glows,their smiles,being acknowledged once again for who they are rather than what role they play,which leads me up to what i wanted to share with you. As i was leaving the dentist office,with half of my face numb,a houseless woman saw me trying to figure out a way to light a cigarette and keep it from falling out of my mouth. She asked me if I could spare a cigarette,so i gave her a few while i was trying to figure that out. She then told me her name was Clarissa,and as soon as she told me her name the story about the women who felt they had become invisible when their own names ceased to be spoken came to my mind. So I stopped what I was doing,directed all my attention to her,smiled looking right in her eyes,said Hello Clarissa and told her my name, and was rewarded...not just by her own beautiful smile beaming back at me,but by her then calling me by a sweet variation of my name that maybe ive only been called by four people in my entire life,but when i was it always had this way of making me feel good,like I was cared for. I dont know how to explain it,or if it even makes sense to anyone other than me,but something special happened to me just now and Ill never forget it.
Posted on: Fri, 17 Oct 2014 01:56:31 +0000
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