Living in an age of advertisement, we are perpetually disillusioned. The perfect life is spread before us every day, but it changes and withers at a touch. ↗
As we read the school reports on our children, we realize a sense of relief that can rise to delight that thank Heaven nobody is reporting in this fashion on us. ↗
I used to have seizures when I was young. My mother and father didn't know what to do or how to handle it but they did the best they could with what little they had. ↗