The Perspective Wand

The other day I was talking to my sister about Allie's preschool issues (yes, that again. I know, I know).

"I just wish," I said, "that there were a parenting magic wand that I could wave in front of her to make it all better."

Long pause, as I realize how lacking in perspective this might strike my sister, who has borne more heartache and wears more emotional scars from raising her now-adult sons than is fair.

"Of course, if there were a wand..." I said feebly.

"...mine would have been worn out a long, long time ago," she finished, laughing.

Some reminders are worth hearing over and over again.