PARENTS

What are parents made of? Their hearts are made of gold, their nerves from steel, their stamina from cast iron, and their emotions from marshmallows ... and if you have daughters who call you Dad, your meltdown can be worse than Fukushima if you are not careful.  Regardless of how we are treated by our children; be it love, indifference or even meanness, our natural tendency is to dig in, swallow hard, and continue to give unconditional love.

The picture on the left showed an extremely patient Dad with his disabled son on a wheelchair. He fed him, talked to him, cleaned him and I believe was encouraging him to enjoy the fountain which I think the boy was doing, judging from his body language. The one on the right was a Russian speaking couple inching their way in the crowd so their son can be blessed by the 'Holy Smoke' at Sensoji. All parents do this for their own flesh and blood, whom they brought into this world. The power of love is omnipotent, even though some may be unrequited.

I wonder if our 3 girls are reading this blog. If so I will say this one more time, we love you lots!