After spending a wonderful weekend with my Mom and Dad, I thought it might be the perfect time to share some more of my story, directly related to my parents.
Basically, my parents are incredible humans, who have taught my brother and I a lot during our lives. To express how much I appreciate and love them, I want to share just a few important lessons they have taught me and made me into the person I am today.
Being patient always pays off.
It seems simple, but darn it they were right. I can’t tell you how many important things came around when I simply kept moving forward and waited for my chance. When it came to talking of boyfriends and varsity teams, my Mom always knew how to tell her impatient daughter to “take a breath and wait your turn.” As I eventually made varsity, and years after that met the love of my life, her words always come back to me. The still frustrating part is that you never know how long you’ll have to wait for the things that are important to you. I’m still waiting for my big idea for a novel I want to write, I’m still waiting to be a mother, I’m still waiting. I think, however, I have a better grasp on taking my time to reflect on what I have been blessed with and letting the anxiety of waiting go.
2. Eating dinner as a family should be a daily goal.
Ever since I was a kid, having dinner together was just something we did. It was rare that we would eat dinner without all four of us at the kitchen table. We rarely missed a family meal. Sometimes those meals would be outside on the picnic table or even in the living room to watch a movie. I don’t know how this started in our home, and it was a surprise to me to learn that some families don’t have the majority of their meals together. It is still ingrained in me to wait for Eli to come home before I eat, even if it’s hours after he expected to be home. There is just something about having dinner with the people I care most about. The four of us were just drawn together each night, even if eaten in silence, or raucous laughter or inattentiveness due to a tv program, we were together, we shared a prayer and a meal. It could be that we needed time with one another, or it could be that my Mom is simply the most amazing cook on the planet. Seriously, Pioneer Woman who?
3. It’s OK to talk about politics.
Yeah, we talk, and fight, about politics… usually while we are having those family dinners. Now, I’m not saying they taught me to run around and impose my beliefs on anyone I meet. But, they did teach me to hone in on my morals concerning each different political topic, do some research and then talk about it. For whatever reason, my parents, brother and I have openly shared with each other about our preferences at the polls, our opinions on political scandals and our thoughts on how things are currently going. All four of us have differing perspectives, but we talk about it, yell about it and then laugh about something else to ease the tension. We have been challenging and agreeing with each other for years, and it is really good. We even call each other after voting for presidents, just to see who we chose at the end. It might not be right for your family as I will be the first to tell you it can go wrong quickly if you don’t have an open-minded approach and willingness to listen. I hope that I can welcome my future children into open political talk when they are grown, even if we don’t agree. I’ve especially learned that it is good to hear a different perspective.
4. Go to church.
My parents raised us in the Catholic Church, and we did all the things with CCD, alter serving, volunteering… all of it. When I went to college, I kind of forgot about my faith. When I graduated, I still didn’t remember it was there, except for on the holidays. As this went on my attitude about the unfairness and harshness of life was rather extreme. I complained constantly, I was angry, I was not a person even I recognized. Mom and Dad noticed. They told us (Eli and I) to go back to church and start donating. They told us we needed to find peace and focus each week on something other than ourselves. So, that’s what we did. It was life-changing. We have a church we love and we are active in it. I personally have found more peace, more goodness in the world. I’m still learning, and I’m not anywhere near being the perfect believer, but I’m in a better place now that I’m finding more time for my faith. Now, you may not be a believer or you may be a part of a different religion than I, but I highly encourage you to stay true to it. Take some time to spend time with whatever faith or peace or stillness you need. It will make a difference.
5. Read what you enjoy.
I am a fan of books. I read them, I listen to them, I collect them. This is something that I grew into because of how much my parents read. I think I can say the same about my brother too. Now, Nathan and I enjoy/ed a good fantasy novel, my Mom is all about the crime mysteries and Dad reads newspapers and magazines. I can remember all of us reading different ink and paper materials at any given time. My Mom started our Harry Potter obsession. Dad always had a news article to talk about (cough cough I was a journalist for three years cough cough). Nathan and I went to the former Book World in Merrill to preorder new releases we wanted. Reading is so good for so many reasons, and it brings us together as a family. You can believe my kids will have access to all the books they want.
My parents are pretty darn cool, and I love them a lot. I hope that a few of their thoughts piqued something in you!
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