My child isn’t my easel to paint on. Nor my diamond to polish.
My child isn’t my trophy to share with the world. Nor my badge of honor.
My child isn’t an idea, an expectation, or a fantasy. Nor my reflection
or legacy.
My child isn’t my puppet or a project. Nor my striving or desire.
My child is here to fumble, stumble, try, and cry. Learn and mess up.
Fail and try again. Listen to the beat of a drum faint to our adult ears.
And dance to a song that revels in freedom. My task is to step aside. Read more
If you ever have to wonder if someone is a truly good friend or not, know that having to wonder is your answer. When you have a truly good friend, there will be no doubt. Read more
When a person has been deeply hurtful or harmful to us, our wound creates a need to tell others about how we were mistreated. In such moments, let’s remember that what we say about others says a lot about us. Whatever relief we may feel in the moment of venting is accompanied by the listener losing trust in our integrity. Read more
After 21 years, we made the difficult decision to bring our catalogue to a close. To stay connected with Dr. Kim's writings, please feel free to subscribe for free here: Dr. Ben Kim on Substack. Sending best wishes and thanks to all.