I love my parents.

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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As I grow older (I’m all of 24 years now), I realize just how great my parents are. My parents are my heroes now. I want to be like them.

When I was younger, I thought my parents did a bad job. I blamed them for everything wrong with me. I thought they played no role in what morals I had, what beliefs I had, how I viewed the world. “I taught myself all this,” I thought.

Jeez, what a jerk I was.

As I matured (and stopped seeing a particular therapist), I realized that my parents did the best job that they could, and that they do love me, have always loved me, and will always love me more than I can possibly imagine.

My parents rock! Even though they can be annoying, I love them beyond words anyway. Sometimes I feel that if parent-worship were permitted (more by them than by the One Above), I totally worship my parents. I’m scared for when the day comes that they grow old and infirm . . . and the glory that surrounds them will fade as they surrender to aging. Then, maybe I can give back some of the immense love and care they have showered upon me - without thanks for many years at that too.

WRS - No, those aren’t tears, Witchking. They’re drops of water. I made them magically appear. Yeah. That. Now go away.

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if i may say so, that was a really neat post…and probably something your folks should know.

btw, i feel the same about mine. :slight_smile:

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Sauron, great thread. Sounds like you were very lucky. And that you recognize it, means you’re probably applying those same values and standards with your kids.
The longer you’re a parent, the more you grow to appreciate your own. I am constantly astounded by my mom’s patience and grace under the pressure of raising three children on her own. I hope I do as well as she did.

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Mark Twain once said something to the effect of:

“When I was twenty, I thought my father was the most ignorant man alive. When I was thirty, I was amazed at how much he had learned.”