My oldest daughter, Zara, teaches me the gentler side of life.
My youngest daughter, Flossie, pushes me any chance she gets.
Thank goodness for Zara because she makes me think I’m doing an OK job as a parent.
Thank goodness for Flossie because she reminds me I can always do better.
We think we’re their teachers, but maybe they’re ours?
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Hope doesn’t mean pretending everything is okay.
No matter where you look, all ancient wisdom points to one thing…
We don’t always take the straight path. Sometimes we take the long road. Or no road at all.