He sat on a wooden horse 35 years ago and watched his mother bury her face in her hands as his father walked away. He never saw the man again.
His thoughts were interrupted by the laughter of his 2 children going around on their wooden horses.
He clutched his wife’s hand a little harder and waved at his children, determined to give them different memories.
Thanks for taking the time to read this 1-minute fictional piece I wrote a couple of years ago. You may have had more than your share of painful memories as a child. You do not have to repeat them. Even if you did repeat them you can commit to break out of the cycle. The greatest security blanket you can give your children is you.
What kind of legacy do you want to leave for your children?