I was thinking again today about how children tend to not think of their parents as real people. We have feelings, hopes, dreams, disappointments, struggles, and so forth, just like they do. I am always amazed at how unsupportive my children are of me when I'm dealing with something. I know that they are compassionate people because they are champions to their friends who may be dealing with similiar issues. Why is that? Why are our own children less supportive and understanding to us than they are to their friends or even strangers?