Children are barometers of the chaos that exists within their lives.
Loss has no friend, no allies, no benefit to the human spirit.
There is no greater grief, than when a parent losses a child.
The dream too thinks twice, gets filtered to go softto be seated on children’s eyes.
I’m not a goody-two-shoes. I’m just a father with four children.
My children, who don’t know they play on a graveyard.
What I see here is nothing but a shell. What is most important is invisible…
The verbal patterns and the patterns of behavior we present to children in these lighthearted confections are likely to influence them for the rest of their lives. These aesthetic impressions, just like the moral teachings...