I don't live with my parents. The last time I really lived with them I was 17. Then came college and then came their move across the world. Time and distance has been the best thing for my relationship with them because I see with objectivity all they have done for me and how they have shaped me.
They chose to raise me in a conservative christian bubble. They put me in a Christian school, k-12. I chose a Christian university. Think whatever you will of this.
I could blame my parents for a lot of things in my life. I could blame them for my general ignorance about how the world works. I could blame them for my being an idealist because of this.
But I won't BLAME them - I'm CREDITING them with that because the best thing they ever did for me was root me in the foundational truths of the gospel. Outside influence and understanding of any thing outside the "christian bubble" is something I have to learn and interpret for myself any ways.
Here's what I can NOT blame them for: dysfunctional relationships. Granted, my situation with the topic of "boys" is QUITE unique, but that chapter is over. The example set for me is truly a rarity.
My mom drives me insane at times.
My dad drives me insane at times.
They both need to fix EVERY thing as soon as possible.
Mom some times puts up a hard front but we all know that most of the time that wonderful woman is way too soft inside.
Dad can't talk about ANYTHING remotely serious with out making a list of bullet points. Bless his beautiful administrative heart.
And for the record, I see so much of both of them in myself all the time. Most of the time I love it but every so often it makes me cringe. OK back to mom and pop...
They are in love with each other and have been for the majority of their lives. I guess I could blame them for setting the standard so high.
I personally don't know how they have put up with each other for so long because I don't think I could be married to either one of them. But I love them so much for that.
The example of two imperfect people living an amazing life together.
I think I just made myself cry.
I also can NOT blame them for a lack of support.
I was an extremely miserable 17 year old. Let me just say it: I was a bitch. But the worst kind. The kind that pretended to be a nice girl in front of every one but my family.
My parents were telling me things 7 years ago that I am just now learning. I am still trying to forgive myself for all the time I wasted not listening to them, but from what I hear, it's quite common for teenagers to not listen to their parents?
Thanks mom and dad, for not saying "I told you so" when I was sobbing to you over the phone and even in your spare room, in your arms, as the things you warned me about years ago were now breaking my heart.
Thank you for loving me through it.
I guess I just wrote this post because I'm their grown up daughter who was raised by the best two parents in the world. I wrote this because a new chapter in my life has started and I need their support and love in my life. I always have and I always will.
They chose to raise me in a conservative christian bubble. They put me in a Christian school, k-12. I chose a Christian university. Think whatever you will of this.
I could blame my parents for a lot of things in my life. I could blame them for my general ignorance about how the world works. I could blame them for my being an idealist because of this.
But I won't BLAME them - I'm CREDITING them with that because the best thing they ever did for me was root me in the foundational truths of the gospel. Outside influence and understanding of any thing outside the "christian bubble" is something I have to learn and interpret for myself any ways.
Here's what I can NOT blame them for: dysfunctional relationships. Granted, my situation with the topic of "boys" is QUITE unique, but that chapter is over. The example set for me is truly a rarity.
My mom drives me insane at times.
My dad drives me insane at times.
They both need to fix EVERY thing as soon as possible.
Mom some times puts up a hard front but we all know that most of the time that wonderful woman is way too soft inside.
Dad can't talk about ANYTHING remotely serious with out making a list of bullet points. Bless his beautiful administrative heart.
And for the record, I see so much of both of them in myself all the time. Most of the time I love it but every so often it makes me cringe. OK back to mom and pop...
They are in love with each other and have been for the majority of their lives. I guess I could blame them for setting the standard so high.
I personally don't know how they have put up with each other for so long because I don't think I could be married to either one of them. But I love them so much for that.
The example of two imperfect people living an amazing life together.
I think I just made myself cry.
I also can NOT blame them for a lack of support.
I was an extremely miserable 17 year old. Let me just say it: I was a bitch. But the worst kind. The kind that pretended to be a nice girl in front of every one but my family.
My parents were telling me things 7 years ago that I am just now learning. I am still trying to forgive myself for all the time I wasted not listening to them, but from what I hear, it's quite common for teenagers to not listen to their parents?
Thanks mom and dad, for not saying "I told you so" when I was sobbing to you over the phone and even in your spare room, in your arms, as the things you warned me about years ago were now breaking my heart.
Thank you for loving me through it.
I guess I just wrote this post because I'm their grown up daughter who was raised by the best two parents in the world. I wrote this because a new chapter in my life has started and I need their support and love in my life. I always have and I always will.
