I wish I could be more like Stick People in that way.
We are whatever we do to overcome our wounds. That, it seems to me, is what ultimately defines us most.
Or do they secretly really raise us?
Some days I feel like Rod Serling will step out from the next room and start explaining this entire hoax — that all along our children have patiently and lovingly been guiding us into adulthood. And as the youngest approaches age 18, facing the horrifying feeling that you are not ready for her to leave because you are not yet fully an adult.