My Parents

I just wanted to take this time to say that I am proud of, and Love, my parents. Not because I know they will read this, and I want brownie points. Not because I should love them just because they created me. I love them for who they are as people, and as parents.

I have a very close relationship with my parents. Mostly because they have always respected me, even when I was being rediculous. For the most part, they just live and let live. Unless it really matters, and they know I need parenting. They raised me to be responsible, forgiving, and cautious, and smart. So, they trust me. And I trust them. I have felt their Love every day of my life since I was born. They've always been there for me, they've never let me down. They've always supported me. And they've never lied to me. They try so hard to be the best parents they can be. It must be so hard to find that happy-medium. Between over-protective and too lenient, Strict and spoilsome. They truely have found it, I really couldn't ask for better parents. I have never wished I had different parents, or been so embarassed of them that I didn't want to be seen with them.

Sure, every once in a while, I'll get agitated with them. Sometimes I'll think their nagging is rediculous, or I won't agree with them. But that comes with being the offspring. Really, it comes with knowing somebody. You can't ALWAYS agree with someone. When I do have a problem with them, I normally get over it quick. I realise that whatever they were doing/saying, they more than likely had a good reason for it, and had good intentions.

I am so glad that I was so lucky to be born to my parents. They are such good, kind-hearted people. Anytime a friend needs help, they always know they can turn to my parents. Because when my parents meet people, they take them into their hearts and treat them as family. And they are the most forgiving people, yet they have been wronged by many. They do everything in hopes of peace, whether it's peace for them, or peace for another. All they want is peace. Something they've taught me is that; In this life, true happiness is peace of the body, of the mind, and of the soul.

My parents have provided me with a comfortable and happy life. I have always had anything I needed. For school, for entertainment, for life. Be it clothes, food, pencils and paper, I've never had reason to complain. And now days, I have everything I need, and then some. But the more amazing part, is how hard it was for them to give me and my sister everything we've needed, regardless of how much they struggled.

Once upon a time, my parents were very young. And with being young, you make mistakes. Like having children at a young age. But I don't condem them for it. Their families didn't exactly "support" them, so they were on their own. My parents both worked HARD. My mom often worked two jobs, but I'll always remeber that every night she came home and read me a story. It brings tears to my eyes to think about how tired she must have been, but she never let it show. She'd let us (my sister and I) go pick a book each. And she always changed her voice to accent the characters in the stories. She'd giggle right along with us. My dad had a job in another town, that required him to be gone often. But times were hard, and our family needed the money. I remember how excited I was to hear his voice on the phone whenever he was gone for a particularily long amount of time. He always came home, so happy to see us. And I loved his big bear hugs, I still do today. Money was tight back then, but as a kid, I never knew. Every Christmas we had a tree, and under that tree was a "bazzillion" presents. The dollar store is quite magical. *wink* I always had toys, I always had books. I always had food, clothes, and Love.

I'm so proud of my parents, because they were so strong when things were tough. They had their "couple problems" and still do, but they always worked/work them out. They had their money problems, but they always managed. It must have been especially hard having two kids to take care of. But they worked through it. They pulled themselves out of the fire, and we have an extremely comfortable life. They found their callings, and they support their family. They found peace.

I'm mainly proud, because they never let it turn them hard. They never became bitter. They still have loads of love in their hearts, which is such a rarity with parents. Going over to friends houses, I always noticed how angry the parents seemed. How easily irritated they became. And my friends always complaining how much they wish they had different parents. I was always shocked by this because I didn't want different parents. I Love mine. They've never given me a reason to not like them, like the kid on Home Alone. I've never wished they were gone, I've been mad. But never mad enough to wish them away. I don't have any sob/scar stories because of my parents and for that I am greatful.

I love you mom and dad. You always tell me how proud you are of the lady I've become, and how much you love me. It's my turn to say I'm proud the parents and people that you are, and I love you, too. Thank you. There are no words to describe how greatful I am.