WORRIED PARENTS

Worried woman

Can it be that parents are sentenced to a lifetime of worry?

Is concern for one another handed down like a torch to blaze the trail of human frailties and the fears of the unknown? Is concern a curse or is it a virtue that elevates us to the highest form of life?

One of my adult children became quite irritable recently, saying to me, “Where were you? I’ve been calling for 3 days, and no one answered. I was worried.” I smiled a warm smile.

The torch has been passed.


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