It’s great with my wife, and it’s unambiguously bidirectional. We do nothing short of making each other better people. What a blessing.
I think it’s still substantial with my boys, though my eyes are open. I expect puberty to be pretty damned tough on it. Hopefully I’ve laid enough groundwork that we’ll pick up the thread on the other side. Thinking of my dad, and how it went with the two of us, is instructive and encouraging. Makes me think we will.
All too often, it’s maddeningly insufficient with my friends. I’m mystified as to how someone can so consistently injure the positive things, and nurture the negative, in his life. I do a lot of praying about that. I hope I can be productive, without being judgmental, if ever called upon to do so.
You’re watched, and closely, a lot more than you think. Give your watcher something worthy of emulation.
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