The Beat Goes On...

Looking back on my relationship with my parents, I thought when I was between the age of 15 and 25 I was so much smarter, more sophisticated and more clever than they were.

That perception changed slightly in the next ten years. In that subsequent decade (now that my own child was growing into puberty) they were beginning to look at a lot smarter and more prophetic than I was willing to give them credit for.

By the time I was entering my fifth decade on the planet, they were looking smarter with every passing year.

Now that they are gone... They have become absolutely brilliant.

I can only hope that happens with my relationship with my son.

The beat goes on...