Thoughts on Parents
Do you ever think of how your parents are people? Just like you’re a person? And the way you appreciate hearing things like: “I love you” “I’m proud of you” and “I’m here for you” that they appreciate hearing those things too?
I’m trying to pinpoint the moment I stopped viewing my parents as all knowing adults and started seeing them as regular beings figuring life out just like me. Probably when I was a teenager. The veil got lifted on a lot of things when I was a teen. However, now that I’m an adult and have had a few jobs, heartbreaks, and big girl responsibilities - I have an added layer of compassion for my parents. Being a grown up is not nearly as simple as I thought it was when I was kid.
My parents didn’t have all the answers, but they meant well and they tried hard. They gave me and my brother a really great childhood. Makes me feel silly for being such a brat in highschool. Mom and Dad if you’re reading this: I love you, I’m proud of you, and I’m here for you too.
When was the last time you encouraged your parents?