I am thankful

I am thankful for my parents who took excellent care of their children. They gave my brother, sister and I -a quality life.

My daughter has thanked me more than once for giving her, and her brother, a good childhood. She is a psychologist and hears way too much for this mother’s liking. But, a statement like that means a lot to a parent…when your children are pleased with something you did as a parent. You always wonder. The first time she said that to me was after a college class where the students were sharing “things”. She came home and hugged me and said she appreciated the abuse free, loving childhood where she and her brother were cared for and allowed to be children and then to grow up. What else could I say, but ‘you’re welcome’?

Sometimes adults don't give their children the gift of childhood.

Family is important and should be a place of safety...where you can be assured you are safe from criticism, abuse and neglect... and where you are loved.

Sometimes family members injure us beyond forgiveness. But, sometimes family members let unimportant things get in the way of loving each other.

My philosophy, and I have told my Sibs this, is that no family possession or property will ever separate my love from them. Even though I know that my brother is my parents favorite child...or is it my sister...or is it the current kitty cat or dog that lives with my parents... I know I am loved and cherished. Only kidding, Bloggers, they love us equally. However, the kitty cat thinks she is the favored one.

I am thankful for family.