My mother left when I was 5. Not because she didn't like me , but because she was having a really unhealthy relationship with my father and needed to go find herself. She wanted to take me with her at first, but my father didn't want to. So I had to stay. But I always understood her decision and never blamed her for that.
Now that I met her the only thing that upsets me and makes me feel bad is that she went back to her old habit of having a terrible relationship with men that destroy her, and our separation resulted useless after all. But if she was happy I wouldn't have problems with that.
You give birth to children for the world not for yourself, you can see that in animals. You teach them values and what they need to be good people and then leave them to live their own life. She taught me a lot. And now I can say I'm not narrow-minded about this kind of stuff. It doesn't mean that the day I will have children I would leave them. I will keep them by my side as long is healthy for the two of us.
Everyone has got different lives and experiences, and values just can't be the same for all people. Everybody have the right to build their own value set, their own opinions that are right for them and people around them, but it doesn't mean that they aren't supposed to at least try to understand the decisions of other people.
We don't know Einstein. History as, people's stories, even present ones, are all suppositions and versions chosen for convenience only. Not even Einstein himself would ever tell us the truth. He did too make mistakes as his own familiars made mistakes too, because there's not such thing as the perfect person. There can be slightly better people and slightly worse. This doesn't make of anyone a bad person. We don't know what's behind what we read or what we hear, so I don't think we have the right to judge. He was a great mind. Like not many. And a person who was as good as he was bad. Like all of us.