the human potential.

This thought occurred to me just now after having seen a newscast last week where the Bush daughters had left a letter for the Obama girls – a sort of 'things to remember about your Dad during the time you grow up under such incredible circumstances' sort of letter. The Bush girls were talking about their father and how to them he was only their father – not the President or the man the rest of us saw – and during the voiceover the broadcast was flashing pictures of the Bush family. The one that caught my attention was the one of George W. holding one of his newborn daughters for the first time. And in an instant I had forgotten what atrocities that man had obliged during his term in office, the apparent loss of morals and ethics he showed with which all human beings are naturally born.

And it occurred to me that in that photograph – and any photograph of a parent holding their child for the first time – that in that moment, that instant, lies the entire human potential. Because in that moment we all are identical, regardless of any circumstance. We are selfless. We are small. We are worried. We are frightened. We are brave. We are strong. We are excited. We are wise. We are hopeful.