as i get older, i am constantly,especially recently reminded that my parents are getting older too, and therefore, so are their parents. life is precious and short.. troubling times are always upon us whether its regarding financial challenges, sick loved ones or simple frustrations of marital bliss. but, through all if it, my parents have always been a reminder to have perspective, appreciation for others and an intense love and support for family and friends. over my lifetime, i have watched my parents grow as a couple in more ways than one and maybe more importantly as it relates to this post, they have grown as individuals too.
as i have gone off to college, moved around the country and had my own ups and downs, i have had the relationship with my mom and dad change almost every year in some way shape or form.
my mom laughs a lot more, at least when I'm around. she's more curious and open to new challenges. she is a little more patient as she gets older, and she gives forgiveness almost always. she also always loves with her whole heart (that part hasn't changed). my dad still may crave academia, throw himself into astronomy and stargaze for hours however, he's softer, he appreciates and acknowledges prayer as something that provides comfort, not just for others. he is still stubborn, and i am cut from the same mold, which maybe sometimes is why we passionately have our disagreements. i love him more than fireworks.
during this engagement of mine with my soon to be husband (saying that, well typing that is a little surreal) i have thought about my parents relationship with one another a lot. they are best friends. they stay up late and laugh, or not talk at all - just simply be together. they disagree, but they always figure it out. my dad cooks and my mom helps - they are a team, not just in the kitchen but throughout the week taking care of house and home. dad travels, mom keeps it together - that's never changed either. sometimes when i stop think of how i would handle the simple pressures of life, and during my minor yelling fit or flip out, i am immediately reminded of the thought, what would my mom or dad have done - and i usually, to the best of my ability, try to react accordingly.
my parents always made birthdays special for me. always. unfortunately, i may not be able to spend the day shopping with my mom, or give my dad a 1 minute hug and then look at stupid youtube videos while laughing our butts off, but what i can do is simply give them the appreciation they deserve, something that maybe they don't hear as often as they should.
i've said it before and i'll say it again... my parents have and continue to teach me more about life, love, marriage as well as how to make this crazy world make sense regardless of being hundreds of miles away...even if sometimes, they are just figuring it out like the rest of us.
I love you Mom & Dad, Happy Birthday.
Celebrate with something special.
xxoo.
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