There are cliches for every occasion. A picture is as good as a thousand words. You shouldn’t burden the children with the sins of the father; or, indeed vica versa. Someone is a chip off the old block. All of these bon-mots are captured in the image below.
You wonder, should I share this? Frankly it is too good not to. Partly it’s because it encapsulates the do or die spirit, an unquenchable determination, a rising up against all odds, however small and puny. Partly it is because it so patently represents the Le Pard side of the gene pool: combining, in one action my mother’s unwavering focus, my father’s competitive spirit with my complete lack of judgement.
I give you the Vet, one minute a demure bridesmaid at her cousin’s wedding last summer, the next a steel-hearted running back solely focused on the touchdown. The look of surprise on the child’s face was perhaps only matched by that of the Vet’s boyfriend.
I should add that the Vet has had more likes for this picture on her facebook feed than any other picture; people she hasn’t spoken to in 5 years are back in contact. It has touched a nerve, hit the zeitgeist.