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 Generation gap is never painful without communication gap Back when I was twenty-three young, naive, happy, carefree I fantasized once having two cute sons I hoped- to be a good parent; to know the reasons for their choice; to run a mile in their shoes, before ever raising my voice To feel the shoe bites they had before I acted To understand their sides before I reacted Alas, no matter how much I tried no matter how many times I wore Those shoes of a kid now fit me no more As I neared my forties I couldn’t relate to the kids’ part the pieces never fit instead kept falling apart I saw our bond burn down in flames as generation gap grew from its smoke trying to be in their shoes soon just felt like a joke Until one day when they cried with aching pain, I recall they said “Mom, you never even tried! look where your parenting led” It was then that reality hit me hard generation gap was just an excuse communication gap was the main reason that made me outgrow their shoes