"The power that comes with being a parent is both awesome and minute.
We get to be vanquishers of nightmares,
granters of wishes, and readers of minds,
with eyes in the back of our heads,
and kisses that heal.
We are also poor gods, petty dictators, and bad Santas.
We are helpless to keep the world, or even ourselves, from ever inflicting pain on our children.
Love isn't enough.
Instinct isn't enough.
Our good intentions aren't nearly enough.
The best we can hope for is that it all counts for something, when the jig is up, when someday comes around, when our children finally do understand, and see."
~Kyran Pittman, Planting Dandelions
Katie was wishing on dandelion fluff. I asked, presumptuously, what was she wishing for?
More dandelions she said, as she blew the seeds skyward.
Imagine if your actions matched your wishes.
If your wishes matched what you most loved to do.
Might have more wishes come true...