"Sweet Summer Days"

Dennis Caraher wrote this poem called Sweet Summer Days. In the middle he writes these lines

We were once our children
Too soon they will be us
All they ask, a simple task:
"Remember how it was".

I hear if from my kids in their questions and in my lack of patience. In their efforts that go unnoticed. In their feeble attempts to do things themselves, learn for themselves, and just get it right, even once. I was like that once. So were you. And some day our kids will be us looking back at life through their own children. I want my kids to be comfortable in their own skin. I want their identity to be marked by sonship and not their bodies, their brains or their bank account. And for that to happen, it starts with me. "Too soon they will be us." Haunting