We have always worked hard to be good parents.
Both hubby and I have raised our kids to know that no matter what, we love them. We worked hard to keep the communication lines open, to encourage them to come and talk things through with us. We treated them like young mature adults when they got old enough, urged them to have opinions on things and always engaged them in discussions on topics that were hard to talk about.
We have created a safe environment where they know they can come to when the world takes their breath away. When kids bullied them, we were there. When they fell over, we picked them up and dusted them off and told them to push back harder.
We taught them to be passionate about life, to find things they love and explore them to the fullest.
As I come to terms with having a daughter who will be 18 in October, I have come to realize that we have done our job well. As a parent it’s hard to say, “I am doing my best.” We seem to be our toughest critics.
The hardest part for me personally is to stand by and watch as I know they are making mistakes. But that is how they learn. Hubby and I have raised two very head strong kids who know what they want. As I watched them make some big-time mistakes, I also watched as they learned from them, turning their lives around. With the toughest life lessons come resilience. With the biggest falls comes a knowledge to do things better.
Now I am standing by watching my girl come to the end of one journey and about to embark on another one. Once again it is time for me to stand by and watch, to quietly guide when I am normally a cyclone. I never do anything quietly!
It is time for me to say, “I have done my best. We have done our best. It is time for you to find your way.” But of course, “We are here. We will be here all the way when you need us.”
Namaste til next time,
The crazy Red-Haired Lady