That's a good realization to have. I'm ready to ship my youngest off to college. Childhood's over. It's killing me. I look back and know I've spent thousand

That's a good realization to have. I'm ready to ship my youngest off to college. Childhood's over. It's killing me. I look back and know I've spent thousands upon thousands of hours of doing useless shit when I could have been spending more present time with them. We did quite a few things, travelled a lot, did many little experiments at home and whatnot, but there was so much room for more. Apropos to the article, in 2007 I learned that my partner in the company we co-founded fucked us over with the IRS, in a way that I would have been personally exposed, and it took me about five years to dig us out of it. Those were stressful times, and I'm certain it impacted how present I could be. Anyway, now that just feels like an excuse. When I was a kid I was so intensely bored that I bugged the hell out of my parents. Kids now have distractions, and they rarely ever came to me to ask me to go do something with them. I don't know why, but ultimately I'm now convinced I misinterpreted it. And it's too late to fix.