We all start as a seed. A small, impressionable seed that struggles to grow in whatever soil it may be placed. As we prosper, the seed breaks and we are climbing into the world as a sprout. The sprout, in turn, builds cell upon cell on itself and becomes a fledgling. Eventually, the time comes when we must realize we are more than all of that together.
We are whole.
There comes a time when the past must be shed for the present to continue. We do not always need to play the rhymes of our youth to be well-rounded adults.