The appliances break or quit working, door hinges get busted out of the cabinets, the little ones cry for attention and the family dog is running away with my socks. I am at my daughter's home visiting as the old wise dad who comes once a year or so and hopes to be helpful while enjoying the visit with the grand kids and everyone else in the family. I find myself remebering how tough it was to make sense of all that seem to go wrong just when we don't need another problem. Then I am silenced because I realize my kids have to go through these days of their lives and find their own peace.

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