Why do we hesitate when we don't know something, but then still don't ask questions?
Is it pride? Are we afraid of looking ignorant and uneducated? Are we ashamed that other people 'obviously' know the answer and will make fun of us for not? Will a mob of knowledgeable individuals come with pitchforks and torches to tar and feather us?
Normally that isn't what actually happens.
The older I get, the more willing I am to look a fool. Well, actually, I guess the older I get, the more I simply am a fool.
But I keep learning how much I do not know.
Having my son, mid-twenties, home from college for a couple of weeks only reinforces that.
Because he obviously DOES knows it all.
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