Your Parents Were Children Too

In contemplating my own life and remembering my past, I am granted the startling, yet comforting reminder that my parents were once where I am right now, and once where I used to be. My mother was once just a little girl, and father was once just a little boy. Those children, looking up to the nearest wisdom, desperately searching for love, must still live on. I have never thought of it that way. Have I given those children the love they were searching for? I should.