too much

Am I crippling the princess? Am I destroying the jester? In my attempt to give them what I lost, am I giving them too much? Too much time? Too much attention? Too much experience? Too much help? Too much everything? Sometimes I feel like I am trying to fit entire lifetimes into their childhoods.

Because I cannot concieve of a reality where I am there to watch them graduate, travel, get married and have children of their own. I have a pretty good imagination, but I can't see that.

I cram it in now, because now is all I have.