I have been reading Mitch Albom's book : the five people you meet in heaven and although I have not yet finished it .. I read a passage last night that resonated with me...
"Parents rarely let go of their children, so children let go of them. They move on. They move away. The moments that used to define them,a mothers approval, a fathers nod- are covered by moments of their own accomplishments. It is not until much later, as the skin sags, and the heart weakens, that children understand; their stories, and all their accomplishments, sit atop the stories of their mothers and fathers, stones upon stones, beneath the waters of their lives."
I spent most of my younger years running from my parents "hold" only to embrace them closer as I have gotten older ...( even though they may not be aware of it)... I cringe everytime I open my mouth and one of them comes out...sooo unnerving (hahah)
I sound like them more often than I care to admit..
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