We are all so different and although I do try to be pleasant some days, I don't feel like being pleasant. Last week..for some unknown reason, I nearly screamed at someone. Where ever we are if she comes across us, she has to sit beside me. I've never asked her to join us and although she appears to be a very pleasant person, I just don't like her. I can't explain why, apart from leaning over me up close, she hasn't actually done anything to me, so what is it about her that I find to dislike? Some of her comments are barbed, and she must be either hard of hearing or plainly down right rude, because she starts to talk when you are still talking and answering her. I've tried to analyse why I don't like her, but I don't know why.
When we first met some of my relatives in Australia, they were all very nice , but one, Coral the wife of Lance, who is a second cousin of my late mother (got it??) I didn't just like her, I loved her, right from the beginning, why? I couldn't tell you. We had written letters to each other, not emails, actually 'snail mail' letters. It all started when one cousin of my mother, wanted to write to someone from the 'old' country, Wales.. and as I was the one who wrote for my grandmother to her sister, my name was put forward. We wrote for quite a while, I got to know him quite well and secretly sort of loved him. When I learnt he had been killed in a car accident; I was very upset and took a day off work. His sister asked if I'd like to write to her as evidently my letters were shared. When she died her daughter in law, saw my last letter with a Christmas card and wrote to tell me, and that's how we got to know each other. What was it about Coral that I loved? I don't know, we are still in contact, now via the internet. She has a warm way about her that appealed to me from the first moment I met her, and I still love her!
So why do we like some people and not others?
Chrisxx


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