When my oldest son Levi was 4 he came to me with a tear in his eyes. I asked him “whats wrong love?”
L: “Im just sad.” N: “Why are you sad?” L: “Im sad that we cant both be kids at the same time. I would have loved to play with you when you were a kid but that cant happen because you grew up.”
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Your great-great-great grandmother survived poverty and birthed 16 children in a log cabin. Modern women are far stronger than they have been told — the more kids you have, the easier it gets.
The retirement Ponzi scheme is over. Unless you saved exceptionally well or raised enough children to care for you, no one is retiring ever again — and the Boomers have only themselves to blame.
A father’s sacred oath to his son: I will not abandon you. I will teach you to face consequences, shoulder responsibility, and carry my voice into every generation that follows.
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