I have been sitting here reminising about my childhood. Maybe because it is very slow at work or because I am going to be a mom myself soon. I have come to the realization that I was extremely lucky. I had 2 parents who not only loved me and my sister, but showed their love to each other by holding hands, hugging, etc. They were a great example for a happy marriage. They had problems (who doesn't), but they always managed to work through them. I wanted for nothing growing up (although if you asked me then I would have said I was horribly mistreated - I never got a pony). We had our own home, my grandparent's had a cottage I spent summers at and we went on the occasional trip. I had friends and sleep overs and felt secure. I remember going to summer camp and when Iwas older going to horseback riding camp. We weren't rich in money, but we were rich in love and togetherness. If I did something wrong, I got punished and if I did something good, I got praised. I had a curfew and didn't think to question it. As a teenager if I needed a ride home from a party I was never questioned, just picked up.
I think that this weekend I am going to sit my parents down and thank them for being such great parents and for being such great examples when I was little. I wish we could go back to that type of relationship, but unfortunately that relationship has changed between us now and we are not as close. That hurts. I hope with my child I start out the right way and continue to be that supportive through their whole life.
Thanks for letting me ramble!
I think that this weekend I am going to sit my parents down and thank them for being such great parents and for being such great examples when I was little. I wish we could go back to that type of relationship, but unfortunately that relationship has changed between us now and we are not as close. That hurts. I hope with my child I start out the right way and continue to be that supportive through their whole life.
Thanks for letting me ramble!