Whilst parusing through my reading list, I came across this wonderful blog by Grumpy Old Ken. It talks about a poem that was written by an old man in a nursing home. Also, it talks about What Do We Really See? Talking about what we really see when we're observing other people, do we just see the surface, or do we delve deeper into their souls, hearts, and minds. And, what do others really see when they look at us? Do they see a devoted father, caring mother, loyal husband, faithful wife? Do they see that something's on your mind? Do they notice who you really are?
Thank you Grump Old Ken.