Beautifully written and poignant. I also used to deeply resent my parents' neglect of us when my siblings and I were little. When I became a parent myself, I understood how hard--even impossible in some days--to put food on the table while closely attending to children's well-being. I still think they could've done better (and they do too now), but we've since become kinder to each other. We do the best we can in the only ways we know given certain circumstances. Thanks for this moving piece.