When I was younger I couldn’t wait to leave my house.
I couldn’t understand why my mom would make me come home on a Friday night after a football game, or ground me during what I thought were the best times of my life. Or even check up on me when I thought I was having a good time. I guess it's part of every teenager’s life to get annoyed when parents call. And after high school I wanted to experience life and go to a college away from home.
But now as a thirty-something-year-old woman, I find that I appreciate my parents more and more each day.
My parents have been there through the thick and thin, through the good decisions and the “I-told-you-not-to-do-that!” decisions. They have stood by me no matter what crazy decision I have ever made in life, including that one decision that took 10 years to realize was actually a bad decision, but as parents were there to support me. (Yeah, we won’t get into that).
And now as an adult and living alone with no family around, they can’t help but worry about me again. “When are you coming home?” was what I heard a lot the first few months I moved to Bay City. And they had every right to ask, after all my older brother is married and has a beautiful baby son, and another in the way, and my little sister just got married to her sweetheart and here I am, the middle child, alone, workaholic with no sign of ever coming home.
On Tuesday, my parents came to visit me. They wanted to make sure I was OK after this knee injury, and they also wanted to go with me to the doctor, should I need any help driving.
And I could not be any happier!
Having family around always gives me that boost of energy, something that I think we all need, especially from the parental units.
(They are also my friends on Facebook and I am sure they got tired of reading my “I-am-so-in-pain-I-can’t-walk-or-do-anything!” posts.)
When they first heard about my injury, my parents wanted to drive up, but being the tough person that I am, (or pretend to be) I said no. But in all honesty, all I have wanted for the past few weeks has been to have my mom and dad by my side. There is nothing better then having your mom make home cooked meals. Hey, who said there is an age limit to being spoiled by your parents?
Now that I am older, I understand what they have been trying to do for the past 30 years. They are parents, they can’t help it. I guess what I am trying to say now is, don’t take your parents for granted and appreciate them.
As for my knee injury, the doctor checked out the x-rays and the MRI’s and he found nothing broken, just a bruised and inflamed meniscus and some other medical terms that I am not familiar with. But I will need to use a cane for the next 6 to 8 weeks. Oh well...
Anyway, I am off to spend more time with my parents. How do you spend time when your parents visit? firstname.lastname@example.org
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