When he was a little fellow, Wally found it tough to keep pace with his spirited older brother and sparkling sister. Then when another brother came along, also gifted, he found it harder yet to admit his own worth.
He felt like a little tree in a great, towering forest, where all the other trees, reaching for the sky, overshadowed this quiet, little one. He yearned for self-expression, recognition, and to really be someone. He felt outweighed, stunted by the other overbearing children, all early bloomers.
As parents we felt anguish for Wally's frustrations. To help him have a place in the sun, at first we tried trimming the outreach of the other sprigs. But that proved difficult and finally impossible.
