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Originally Posted by xoxoxoBruce
What that song doesn't say is, blood is not a guarantee compatibility. Sometimes distance preserves domestic tranquility.
I'm curious, did your dads settle for overcoming their obstacles pragmatically or always striving to find the most perfect solution. Example: happy they got the tree down and cut up... or lament, in retrospect, they could have done it faster, with less wasted motion?
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Definitely pragmatists. And I got it from them in spades. I'm the anti perfectionist. I grok kaizen. I dig it. But there's room for rest too. Neither one was much of a lamenter. I musta got all my whine from my mom's side. Stoic would be appropriate. I am somewhat less so.
As to the song, for me, it is a strong reminder that while my kids are young, that I, the adult, have the obligation to make room in my life for them. Especially while they're young. I strongly see that I'll reap what I sow, and that wanting to reap a strong loving bond that I better plant those seeds, and not those of uncaring disinterest.