Foundations

Children are children no matter how old and today I received news from both ends of the spectrum.

One child was fired from a job and I feel bad for her. She learns differently than other people, so when there is a change in supervisors, she is often at a disadvantage if there was no communication from the start.

Another child is usually off the charts. It would seem he has everything, but happiness is not one of those things, so when he was offered the job he wanted I am ecstatic. His chosen profession doesn't often lend itself to doing good works and those are the things that fulfill him.

And my last child is making the world's most astounding lemonade out of the lemons he was given four months ago, I can see him heading into a brand new fulfilling career. One he never dreamed of in the past.

My kids make me proud. Prouder than I have a right to be, because they basically got to where they are on their own merits. I just gave them a little bit of a foundation in the beginning.