
Hold me up, I want to know how's it like seeing things from your view!
I don't recall sitting on my dad's shoulders as a child. Perhaps my parents deemed it as dangerous... perhaps my parents were afraid that I would cry and thrash around when being put into an unfamiliar place... perhaps my parents just didn't do things like that.
Things change... people change... I wonder what has changed in my family. But one thing's for sure, like any other family, the love never stops.