My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Brothers
If you would be your brother's keeper, do not keep too well lest you steal from him his individuality and the value to him of whatever may happen. Better perhaps to be his caretaker, to care for him and recognize that part of that care is trust that he will be able to keep, and cherish, himself.
Labels:
brothers,
children,
responsibility,
trust,
wisdom
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