It made me think of a story i saw a while back.
I have added it below.
I am not sure just what help I can be, being a struggling, divorced FATHER of two great boys in MN. (things are getting better!)
I see my boys a great deal and even though their mother is a troubled, vindictive person, I have a great relationship with my boys without ever disparaging their mother.
It has come at a great financial and emotional price, but they are worth every dime/thought!!!
I wish I could be more financially supportive but anything I can do from MN. let me know
You are providing a greatly needed service.
P.S. Fathers are needed in their children’s lives and we do love our kids!!
WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE!!
THE STAR THROWER
I awoke early, as I often did, just before sunrise, to walk by the ocean’s edge and greet the new day. As I moved through the misty dawn, I focused on a faint, far away motion. I saw a youth bending and reaching and flailing arms, dancing on the beach, no doubt in celebration of the perfect day soon to begin.
As I approached, I sadly realized that the youth was not dancing to the day, but rather bending to sift through the debris left by the night’s tide, stopping now and then to pick up a starfish and heave it back into the sea. I asked the youth the purpose of the effort. ‘The tide has washed the starfish onto the beach and they cannot return to the sea’.
As the youth explained, I surveyed the vast expanse of beach, stretching in both directions beyond my sight. Starfish littered the shore in numbers beyond calculation. The hopelessness of the youth’s plan became clear to me and I countered, ‘But there are more starfish on this beach than you can ever save before the sun is up. Surely you cannot expect to make a difference.’
The youth paused briefly to consider my words, bent to pick up a starfish and threw it as far as possible.Turning to me he simply said, ‘I made a difference to that one’.