I had an interesting conversation this week. About God.
Not something I talk about a lot. Religion – or belief, is one of ‘those subjects’. You know. The ones thar get people well and truly aerated.
This conversation was along the lines of ‘if there’s a God, why does bad stuff happen’. I had a (rare!) moment of clarity and this was what I came up with.
Parenting. You want the best for your kids but they go their own way regardless.
They can bring the greatest joy you’ve ever known and in the next minute, break your heart but you have to let them make their own decisions. Triumphs and disasters because that’s how they learn – or not as the case may be.
It’s bloody hard to sit back and watch your kids hurt themselves and self destruct. It’s soul destroying to see them hurt others.
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