In these minutes my daughter's new adventure begins in primary school of the second degree. This morning I saw when he woke up disoriented. And 'all summer trying to explain to her that surely will be' a change not only "physical" from the school but you times, modes, rhythms, teachers, friends .... but of course not "prove" they can not 'account. And suddenly I saw the "girl" who wants to do the great and ... "great" that wants to be a child. And I though 38 years have I felt "old." Because old 'media other parents of my daughter's classmates are more' "older" than me (and the 'so far it has been all'asiilo that the "first instance"), old' cause she grows ... with the joys and sorrows growth, because the old '"my school" was different in the times and programs, old' cause, perhaps, being an only child I have no strength "fresh" to keep me busy. Old 'cause deep down, like all parents, want their own good and the best for her and I feel like I probably felt they were the parents ... mei surely have placed on my shoulders, their expectations and their dreams, maybe even almost certainly were not mine and I though I avoid that, I lose what I'd like to think she did in her life, often forgetting or want to forget that, and 'his and not my life.
And I keep wondering ... "I'm old?" Or simply "parent"?
No, you're a dad ...
You're not old, but you're growing and growing in the standard. You're doing just the reflections of a father who thinks and you're asking questions of a parent who believes in his role. It's all right ... even if you do not be spared the pains and worries either. You probably have / have followed the right path from the start. I confess ... I envy your desire and your faith.