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When I was ten, my parents
could do no wrong, but by the time I was thirteen, they could do no right.
Both perspectives were clouded and inaccurate. Like a pendulum swinging,
the teenage perspective corrected the naive childish view. Today I'm able
to evaluate my upbringing with greater clarity.
My parents? They were the
greatest. Really, I grew up in a Norman Rockwell painting-I was lucky.
Yeah, a couple of times they punished me unjustly, but that seems pretty
insignificant now when weighed against the number of times I didn't get
punished because I didn't get caught.
The thing I admire most about
my parents is the way they taught their values to their children. I can't
remember too many times that we studied the Bible together or had a structured
time of teaching, but they taught us with their actions.
When they attended our recitals
or ball games, they taught us that we were important to them. When they
did their jobs with excellence, and required the same of us, they taught
us the value of work.
Every week, Mama gave us
an allowance and let us spend it any way we wanted. By giving us freedom,
they taught us responsibility and the value of a dollar.
By taking us to church every
Sunday, they taught us the value of worship, and by accepting us, even
when we made bad choices, they taught us the meaning of unconditional love.
Yeah, there was a time I
would have traded my parents for another set. Today, I pray, that my children's
parents are as good to them as mine were (are) to me.