How children do not understand life until they have children of their own. An appreciation for my parents.
I miss being young
I woke up today and realized I was getting old! I am now my mother. I am the one that has to break my kids’ hearts when I have to tell them no, just like she did us when we were kids. I didn’t understand then, just as my children do not understand now. I didn’t know how hard it was for my parents to take care of the three of us, myself and my brother and sister. I feel so bad now, for making it harder on my parents. They really did try to give us everything we needed and wanted. They did a great job at it and I could never repay them for that.
I just wish I could convey that to my kids. This day and age is so much more different than it was when I was young. What happened to playing outside until it was dark, then catching fireflies or lightnin’ bugs as we called them down here in the south? Now, this generation, my kids’ generation is so caught up in electronics and going to the mall that they will never experience that. That makes me a little sad. I guess things will never be the same as they were when I was young.
Progress of the world has changed the way children look at life. I don’t even think they know what being a kid means anymore. They’re born, they learn to walk and talk and then they are grown, so they think. Maybe we as parents are to blame for giving them so much these days. Maybe we should stop.
I’ll never forget those days before cell phones, game stations and ipods. I wish I could show my kids what it was like in those days, but no matter how hard I try to expose them to the good ol’ days, it’s the ways of today that they always come back too. I miss being young, back when I never knew we went without, back when I was blind to the ways of the world. Back when bills were not even a part of my life. Back when I didn’t have a clue as to how hard it was to make a dollar. All that mattered to me was having fun and playing outside with my sister and brother, in the dirt.
I wish I could tell my parents what a great childhood I had and what a great job they did taking care of us with the money they made back then, but words could not describe my appreciation.
Thanks Mom and Dad,
I love you.
Thank you for all you sacrificed to give us as normal a childhood as you could afford.
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