When a father climbs a dangerous mountain and dies, we mourn. When a mother does, we question her judgment. How could she?
Having a child changes everything. All of a sudden you have so much to lose, so much to live for.
It's hard to take people seriously who say you're totally irresponsible if you go out and climb mountains when you have kids, because they clearly don't understand the circumstances. You can't impose your own acceptance of risk on other people - that's not fair.
I reckon that’s the risk you run, letting somebody else raise you chilluns.
I understand every parent has a different risk threshold. And I realize life is full of risks, even including harmful chemicals that we interact with on a daily basis.
Parents are the most likely to be victims of the violence of their mentally ill children.
I have two children. They're grown children. I don't think they particularly enjoy it when I'm in a dangerous situation, but they also understand that this is something I feel strongly about. It's what I've done my whole life.
Because my parents took a risk on me not knowing a thing about me.They believed that in everyone there is potential - that by believing in someone, loving them, nurturing them, you can bring out that potential.
