For obvious reasons (to most members), I've not sired any children. But my best friend had a son in 2012 and a daughter in 2016, and I have to confess I absolutely adore them both. (This was a total surprise to me, because all of my life I have disliked children, which I attribute to the horror of my childhood. I'm hoping this means that I've finally, at 72, grown up.
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But I confess it freely, because I love them as I do, I am terrified for them in the world they will inhabit and I will never see. Even though I'm not family, I want only the best for them, and I don't know what "the best" can be. As a sort of ersatz "uncle" (and by the way, the kids really like me, too), I take immense joy in helping quietly, in my own way, in their growing up. They are both incredibly intelligent (their dad has an IQ of 160, his wife of 155, and I think they're going to surpass both), so I work hard to find gifts that work towards growing their intelligence. Books, toys that involve thinking and logic (the best, by the way, is one called
"Turing Tumble").
Still, one must have hope, if that's all that one can do.