When all else fails who do you turn to?
From the beginning of our lives those of us that are fortunate, are given two people to look out for us, to bring us up, and to give us love. There is no road map for what children need and there are no instructions. Parents are given the opportunity to share their unique takes on the world and how life should be lived with their children. Thankfully my parents shared a unique and caring look at life and the pursuit of happiness. Encouraging my sister and I to leave no stone left unturned when it came to finding what we wanted out of life. Needless to say we were lucky.
As Father's day approaches and Mother's day passed us by a few short weeks ago, I am reminded that we don't tell our parents enough how we feel and how much we appreciated what they have done and do for us. Maybe they would like to be a fly on the wall when we bring them up in conversation among our friends - sharing warm stories of growing up. Maybe they would enjoy seeing us do the things that they wanted us to or thought we should - being successful at those respective activities or professions. But maybe not! Perhaps they are happy just knowing that we are okay, that we are safe, and that we are happy. It should make us flattered to the very core of our being, if we think that they look upon us as part of their accomplishments, and if we think that they don't have that opportunity…maybe we should strive to give them that joy.
At the end of this month my parents will celebrate their Thirty Sixth wedding anniversary. Thirty six years of birthdays, Father's and Mother's days, Christmas' and other milestones. Thirty six years of giving my sister and I their undivided attention. I guess that is what makes me feel the most blessed. The fact that I always knew they would be there when I called. That they would be glad to hear my voice…hopefully as glad as I was. Out of all the things they gave me over the years I am thankful that they both knew that their time was what was most important - and they gave of their time like it was ours (my sister and I) in the first place.
This weekend will come and go and I hope that if you don't get to see your Dad you have the chance to give him a call and tell him how you feel about him. If you're Dad's not around anymore I hope that Sunday is not a sad day, but only a day to reflect on good times and memories that you shared. Most importantly I hope we all take the time to think about all the time and love our parents gave and still give us. Life is an exciting ride and it always seems a little safer knowing that there are two people out there that always have your back!
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