All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped.Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. - Mitch Albom

All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped.

Once, lovers on faraway shores sat by candlelight and dipped ink to parchment, writing words that could not be erased. They took an evening to compose their thoughts, maybe the next evening as well. When they mailed the letter, they wrote a name, a street, a city, a country and they melted wax and sealed the envelope with a signet ring.
Sarah had never known a world like that. Speed now trumped the quality of words. A fast send was more important.

All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.

The things you spend so much time on — all this work you do — might not seem as important. You might have to make room for some more spiritual things.