“It struck a chord,” he admitted. “Perhaps the secret to good parenting isn’t about location or culture. Maybe it’s about finding that balance, that nurturing, protective side within ourselves, no matter who we are.”
Claire smiled, a warmth spreading through her. Thirty thousand feet above the ground, amidst the shared stories and vulnerabilities, an unexpected connection bloomed. Perhaps, she thought, the answer to raising strong, compassionate children wasn’t limited by borders. Maybe, it was a universal dance, a constant striving for Ubuntu, for a world where every child felt seen, valued, and part of something larger than themselves…
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