I’ve wondered, too, and after awhile thought perhaps it was selfishness or fear of loss, fear of being inconvenienced or maybe uncomfortable.

If my daughter needed help, I’d do anything including sell the house and empty the accounts, if it was needed. Given the opportunity, I’d exchange my life for hers without hesitation.

But then, I was annoyed if some lesser important relationship person, like a boss, imposed on me; same sort of question you posed.

My heart change came in Africa. After living around the world, literally, I found myself working in Africa where we were adopted by local folks. The website tells some of the story if you’re interested.

You have an interesting blog, by the way. Beating guys at badminton is pretty cool for a girl; you sound like my daughter.
Brian