During babysitting of two small french girls I realized that If we want to raise up our kids in the best way as we can, we must make a HUGE effort.
And sacrifice.While I was watching their parents sitting near them and playing (when they were exhausted too, but happy to be there) I was feeling some kind of admiration, fear and little of jealousy.
Admiration because they were so brave and so dedicated to do this. Every time I was entering home like enchanted when one of the parents was next to this children and teaching them, reading story's or helping with homework's or just simply playing.
I was afraid because when I thought " From where comes this abandoned, aggressive kids? Is there somewhere on this planet more parents who takes so much care of their children like they do? God, I hope they are still some..." I want to believe that yes, that they take this responsibility and that they are trying.
Jealousy, because.... Dear, will I be able to do something similar with my children if I will have ones?
And then, when this everything passes away and the children are adults, when their parents became like them when they were small, what They have? How they feel when they look back?
What are their relations with their children? Do they have a contact with their grandchildren? What and how they feel?
I hope that they can say that they brang up their children as well as well as they were able to. That they can count on kids like them could count on them when they were children.
Summarizing, if you live on the edge with your family, your parents especially, think how much you owe to them. If you are a parent, think again if you were and are you doing all the best?
Do not forget about this how important role is to be a parent. The most important of all, of which depends the fate of generations.
Thank you parents who strive.
Thank you mummy, thank you daddy.
For everything.
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there are no words which would gladly give thankfulness
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