So he can find his own Paradise.

My son Jack has returned to the state of Washington. After a visit with me in Minnesota. For several weeks. We became reacquainted. After not seeing each other for something like 12 or 13 years. It was a good reintroduction. Jack has changed in some ways. In good ways. He used to be more conservative than liberal. Now he’s more liberal than conservative. In all sorts of realms. Politically. Economically. Socially. I call that progress. Jack is still Jack. But he’s becoming a constantly evolving Jack. He’s no longer static. He’s on the move. Open to change. More flexible. More thoughtful. I’ve learned to let Jack be Jack. So that he can discover life in his own way. Jack knows he’s gonna make mistakes. Plenty of ‘em. But he’s learning to listen to his own being. His own soul. Rather than allow himself to be manipulated by alien forces. Jack once thought he could go home again. And he can. But he doesn’t want to. He’d rather explore the world. And life. So that he can find his own Paradise. –Jim Broede