Their ceiling is your floor. I didn’t personally come up with this characterization of the parent-child relationship, but I believe that, by now, I’ve repeated it in the presence of a thousand or so people. I see a light go on in some faces when I say it. It seems to help. “Their ceiling is your floor” names a way of carrying a parent—or the memory of a parent—with us.
Their ceiling is your floor.
Their ceiling is your floor.
Their ceiling is your floor.
Their ceiling is your floor. I didn’t personally come up with this characterization of the parent-child relationship, but I believe that, by now, I’ve repeated it in the presence of a thousand or so people. I see a light go on in some faces when I say it. It seems to help. “Their ceiling is your floor” names a way of carrying a parent—or the memory of a parent—with us.