The Parent I Always Wanted to Be
I’ve always wanted to be a parent. The idea of guiding, nurturing, and helping a child grow has always been something I held close to my heart. For a time, I thought that dream might come true—I found a wife, and it felt like the foundation for that dream was in place. But life didn’t unfold the way I hoped. My wife divorced me, and we never had children. It wasn’t a mutual decision, and it left me with a deep sense of loss—not just for the marriage but for the family I had always wanted to build. It’s a sadness that lingers, a part of me that remains unfulfilled. Parenting the Immature World Though I never became a parent in the traditional sense, I’ve found myself stepping into a different kind of role. I see the world as full of metaphorical children—people who, in so many ways, are still immature. What strikes me most is how disconnected people seem from values like virtue, compassion, and understanding. These are the things I care deeply about, and it’s clear to me that much of so...