More or less, my parents helped me in shaping me into the woman I am now. Ever since I was a child, they have always listened to me. I grew up believing I could make a difference, my voice would be heard, thanks to them. I learned that changes come from within. And from them, I got this notion that you have to stand up for what you really believe in.
My parents taught me that you and you alone are responsible for your own choices. So choose wisely. But when you make mistakes, do not linger in "what-ifs". We all make mistakes, and we can learn from them.
My mother passed away last year. Even now, thinking of her, makes my eyes watery. Sometimes when I am browsing the collection from a supermarket, or perusing the menu from a restaurant, I remember her. She had this fondness for food and recipes. I learned how to cook from her, the basics, I mean. But we are different. My mother really loved to cook, she loved spending hours in the kitchen to make fabulous meals. I, on the other hand, am not that diligent. I prefer to cook as practical and as fast as possible.
I now realized my parents aren't conventional. And you know what they say, there's a possibility that you might mirror your parents, too, when teaching your kids.
And now my kids are beginning to think that their parents are different. They often see us staying up late (for deadlines, obviously), working, and sleeping till noon. They know how we like to play with words, especially the ones with double meaning. They see us as humans--with mistakes and quirks. And we always try to tell them the truth. No sugar-coating, if need be.
My daughter once told me this, "Your job involves reading books? Awesome!"
Yay for awesomeness!
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