The idea of you, my son, disappearing like the corpse of the fox is deeply disturbing: your self, to me, is unknowable but also very much concrete and cherished. Your self, for me, is a combination of your physical and mental wellbeing and as knowable as I can, by physical closeness, or as you let me, by mental openness and sharing. My anxiety about your permanence is lowered every time I hug you!
I really like this one since I think about understanding the meaning of self often. I need to read this a few more times to understand the nuances.
The idea of you, my son, disappearing like the corpse of the fox is deeply disturbing: your self, to me, is unknowable but also very much concrete and cherished. Your self, for me, is a combination of your physical and mental wellbeing and as knowable as I can, by physical closeness, or as you let me, by mental openness and sharing. My anxiety about your permanence is lowered every time I hug you!