There is nothing like being a parent to make you feel like you might amount to something in this life. And nothing like the same condition to make you wonder if you will ever live up to the promise shining in the eyes of your child.
This is the hard part. Overcoming the limitations of yourself. Overpowering the weaknesses in your character. Learning that love is more important than ego.
Trying not to be swallowed up by the black hole of worthlessness that lurks in the bottom of an insecure soul.
This is the hard part. Staring in shock at that human bent on the mirror and realizing how great the task that lies before it, that of being a better person.
Better, for the sake of love: the imperative of life.