The most painful thing of my life is how I failed to make sure that my two oldest children felt truly loved. Sure, it’s easy to be so darn critical after the fact. And yes, I can say with absolute conviction that I did my best to love them. But in reality, it’s hard to rationalize the past when you still see and feel childhood pain seeping out of your adult children today. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not berating myself. Nor am I taking full responsibility for all of their hurts. I am simply… Continue