I worry I don’t spend enough time doing homework with my daughter. I worry that I don’t take her to enough plays, or to enough museums. I worry that I don’t stop her from watching too much TV on weekends, or from playing too many games on my phone. I worry that I don’t play with her often enough and I will regret it. I worry that she does not get enough exercise. I worry that she is not tough enough to take on the world, and that it is I who make her soft. I worry that she will not get into a good university and that if she does I will not have the money to pay for it. I worry about climate change and the widening gap between the rich and the poor and I worry about which side she will fall on, and I hope for the best.
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