"Children are like kites,
spend your life trying to raise them from the ground.
Run and run with them to keep them both out of breath.
As the kites they go to ground .... and you
patches and comfort, adjust and teach.
you see them pop up in the wind and reassures them that soon they will learn to fly. Finally
are in the air: the string and it takes longer to give you followed:
every meter of rope that escapes from your hand to your heart fills with joy and sadness together.
Day after day the kite away more and more
and you feel that you will not be long before that beautiful creature will snap the thread that unites and rises,
as it should be, free and alone.
Then only you will know that you have fulfilled your task "
spend your life trying to raise them from the ground.
Run and run with them to keep them both out of breath.
As the kites they go to ground .... and you
patches and comfort, adjust and teach.
you see them pop up in the wind and reassures them that soon they will learn to fly. Finally
are in the air: the string and it takes longer to give you followed:
every meter of rope that escapes from your hand to your heart fills with joy and sadness together.
Day after day the kite away more and more
and you feel that you will not be long before that beautiful creature will snap the thread that unites and rises,
as it should be, free and alone.
Then only you will know that you have fulfilled your task "
(Erma Bombeck)
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