On being a parent


Every day on my commute to and from work I see high school students on their own commute to and from school, and I have thought, on more than one occasion, about how my own child will eventually grow up and become more of her own person as well. Of how I will disappear from her life, her mind, and how I will become a recollection or a wondering.

There is a moment in a child’s life where their parents mean so much to them, but that moment seems to be such a short time.


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