I am wondering right now how many frustrated people are in this building, or maybe watching by television, whose memories hearken back to parents that you could never totally please. Most every one of us in this room knows someone that is driven to succeed to the nth degree, because they are haunted by the ghost of unrealistic expectations that one or both parents placed on them. There are others in this room who live in perpetual sadness because of a parent that never showed them the affection and the attention that they deserved. My own father had a mother who lived to be ninety-nine years old and in ninety-nine years she never one time told him that she loved him.

We are in the middle of a series entitled, Picture Perfect, and we have been reminded that there is no such thing as a comp…