(A writing dating back to when mom was ill. Recalling this period, bits of truth and good words emerge out of hard circumstances.)
A few meaningful words
My father is weak now and he often doesn’t have the energy to expound. He does all the work taking care of my mom. This time, however, he spoke of health and he gave me advice on the body. A general feeling of working with the body was conveyed. He described it as if the body is a separate entity that has to be cared for and understood. When he was finished, I felt at ease, accepting my body and all its variables. This was a good thing.