I recently received an email from a friend forwarding on a request to write a blog article about my experience as a teenager. The email invited us to answer questions. The first was: Tell us about a time when you were a teenager, ‘that you felt the love’, felt connected or close to your parents.
My immediate reaction was, I don’t think I did. The next thing that came into my mind was my father playing with us on Christmas eve, the cakes and the delicious food my mum used to cook for our birthdays. But that was when I was a child. As a teenager I can’t recall that much. Could it be that I only remember the more difficult emotions, the pain and not the fun and the love?