burn a hole in your heart.

My children are young. The eldest is slowly getting less young. He is learning to reading the faces of the adults around him and see inside their heads. Because that is what we do as adults. We read a situation from social cues, key words, wrinkled brows.

The questions our growing children ask us can make us knee jerk reactionaries or it can make us better people. We can provide context and hopefully a portal in to their hearts. To know that all human suffering is our suffering. That the question of how changes to why. That fear is a hateful master.

Growing children can┬áread fear and follow us down that path. Where their world gets smaller and smaller and they grow up scared. It is a big, beautiful world out there and I don’t want to teach my children to push it away.

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