by auscanman » Thu 06 Dec 2007, 20:36:04
$this->bbcode_second_pass_quote('Kingcoal', 'I')n reading some of the posts, I'm struck by the criticism some people lay on their parents. Spend some time with them while they are still alive, because when they are gone, they are gone forever. Having lost both my mom and my grandmother at such an early age left me feeling alienated by a lot of people around me because they still had a complete family. I was a freak, an outcast, as were my friends. Most of my friends came from broken families also. My dad took my moms' death really hard. He became belligerent and violent; thank God I had my sister to pull through it. He remarried and we became the unwanted step children. I had a lot of animosity towards my father for the way he treated us, but in the last couple of years before he died, I made him proud, graduating college and we reconciled. I realized that he was just a guy trying to keep a roof over our heads and put food on the table, "what the hell else do you want," was his attitude. It ain't easy to be a provider to a bunch of whiny, spoiled kids, I realize that now. When I remember him, I remember him that way, he never ran out on us, he stayed employed and took care of us.
I say all this because try to imagine not having your parents anymore. Sure they aren't perfect, but hell, they brought you into the world and if you have problems with that, well maybe you should reconsider your own life. There are a lot of times I wish I could call my dad up and tell him that he was right about a lot of things. I don't have that precious privilege anymore.
Any day you can get up and out of bed is a good day.
So just how are you supposed to spend time with your parents when they're indifferent to your efforts to show warmth towards them?