I have great parents. I can honestly say that they have given me the best childhood filled of warmth and love. It amazes me when people rag on their parents. I have never had a problem communicating to them my problems. I mean I did do what all teenagers do, lied about where I was going, dating, or what I've done. Yet, I look back I never really had to. I was never that bad of a kid.
My mom would purposely leave a large bill on the kitchen table. It would sit there all week. I would ask her.. "why are you leaving money out like that?" she responded "Nobody in this house steals. Right." I understand now that she was teaching me how to be a moral person through example. That money stayed there until she felt like moving it, nobody touched it, and today the motto in my house is nothing is lost..just misplaced.
Now my parents are not perfect. They were never able to help me with my homework, and had no idea what was going on with me and school. They expected me to do well. Thats it. What they did teach me was ethics. I was told never to be jealous, never to steal, never to forget my values and morality. They taught me love and respect. Now I may have no been drilled at a young age like other cultures about the importance of education but I feel what I got was emotional balance.
I have the most wonderful memories of me and my parents. I love them and respect them. My mother continues to insist she is "my mother and my bestfriend" yeah no. lol but I choose to never lie to her, maybe not omit several things, but most definetly never lie. My father, he's a big softy and he definetly held me as a child!
This is why I wonder, how can children out there no respect their parents? better yet, how can parents out there not love their children?
like I said.. my parents are not perfect. We are in no way the cosbys but what we have I wouldn't trade for the world.
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