Bravery starts early

Shaken, and stirred

A loved one gets hurt. You want to gather him/her in your arms and swish him/her away to a safer place where they will be far from harm, and you'll always be with them to protect them, support them, take care of them.

One psychotic parent coming up!

Am I the only one pitying my future kids here?

Nothing rattles you more than seeing your pillar of strength wobble...

PS: Yes, I am going through a philosophy meets introspection meets I-miss-home phase, with generous garnish of paranoia :-D