I have been speaking with my teenage daughter recently about the life of being a teenager. No matter how old I get, one thing is truer than before; the memories of my parents speeches to me are more relevant.
I have become a regurgitation machine. I find my parents words on my lips daily. I finally found the representation of life after death. It comes from our sayings, thoughts and perceptions. Behavior is not genetic, our approach to behavior is learned via the years we spend with our parents.
So when will they learn. My daughter and her friends live for today , they don’t look ahead and they don’t realize that mistakes and experiences of their past are like objects in the rear view mirror, they are closer than they are.
Who we are and who we become are based on a few truths. We are a products of where we have been , where we want to go and our perception and coping mechanisms as we travel there.
I wish them well.