An Arab Woman Blues - Reflections in a sealed bottle...

A Deep Malaise... Here is this Insomniac, with yet another cup of bitter coffee, overtaken by a deep malaise. As I made sure, my mom was in her bed and not slouching on the sofa, I was reflecting on how difficult old age must be. Then one thought took me to another...first the elderly, a very neglected group worldwide, more than children, also a group who suffers much taunting and different forms of abuse, from psychological to physical either by caretakers, in hospices, in hospitals, in pensioners homes, in "mouroirs" ....and obviously in war zones, victims of violence, brutality, loss, displacement and endless grief. And another thought took me to another .. from how difficult it is to become old and fragile, vulnerable, to the difficulty of living in general. I see it on people's faces, in what they fail, omit to say, in their sighs, in the brave fronts they put up, in their escapism, in their outbursts, in their withheld rage, in their pleas, in their race t...