If I could be one person in the world, I would choose to be a parent. Not for revenge for my childhood, and not for the ability to be at the top of the heap, but perhaps for something opposite of that. Maybe, to know how it feels to be on the other end of "I love you".
It's 6:00 am when my alarm goes off and I sleepily roll over to turn it off, get out of bed and start my day. The kids are still sleeping- I'll wake them up later- so I tip toe past their room on my way to the bathroom. By the time I'm ready it's 7:00 am and I wake the kids up and make them breakfast. As I drop them off at school and ask them if they've forgotten anything, I hug them both any make my way to work. At approximately 3:15 pm, I get off work and pick up the kids. And as they show me their new masterpieces and tell me about their day, I'm reminded of my own childhood and it gives me a sense of nostalgia.
If I were to become a parent, I know I would have great power, but as the saying goes, "With great power comes great responsibility". And that is very true. Hopefully one day, I'll have that amount of responsibility to take care of my own family. And hopefully they'll care about me too.
