THE BLESSING OF PARENTS
I remember the time when I used to be young and naïve. I took everything in life for granted, particularly the immeasurable blessing of having parents. During the entire time that I was with my parents, I used to be ignorant and resentful. My parents raised me, they nourished me, they educated me, and they tended to each and every one of my wishes. Yet I took their love and care for granted. I could never see the value of what they were doing for me. My parents never let any of my needs go unfulfilled. Still, I always demanded more and more of them. My father worked his shoes off to be able to provide for me while my mother sacrificed everything from her time to her energy for raising me. She taught me, cleaned after me, cared for me, and helped me strive for success in life. But alas, I was young, I was naïve. I never recognized what they would do for me. Whenever they could not fulfill my wishes on time, I would feel discontent with life. Whenever they could not tend to any one of my silly needs, I would be angry and upset with them. Whenever they forbid me from doing something, I would argue with them, not realizing that it was for my own good that they always forbade me.
Today, I sit here in my house, my own house, thinking of how stupid and child-like I used to be. Through the efforts of my parents, I’ve become what you would say a ‘success’ in life. I have a stable job, my own family, my own car, my own house; but is this everything that matters? No. Now as I sit in my lounge, I realize that I would have been nothing in life had it not been for my parents. They taught me the core values of life so that I could be a respectable part of society. They educated me so that I could make a satisfying living. They groomed me so that I was able to raise my own family. Above all, they are the sole reason for everything I am today, they are the reason behind my existence! But what kills me inside is the fact that this realization has come far too late. My parents were the blessing that I never truly recognized. Now that I sit in my lounge, I hold their picture, and I cry. Simply because it’s too late to thank my parents. It’s too late to let them appreciate them for everything they did for me, too late to tell them how much I love them. I may have a stable career, a beautiful house, and a loving family but nothing in the entire world’s riches can ever return to me the blessing of my parents. Now I wish for nothing more than to have my parents back. To live with them again, to listen to them again, and to appreciate them for how they were and what they did. I realized the importance of having parents, but everything in avail because now it’s too late.
This story may be little in size but the lesson it teaches us holds great value. Our parents are blessings that are above all other things in life. Just think about how lucky we are to even have parents who love and care for us. The fact of the matter is that our parents do everything they can in their capacity for raising us. They are the sole reason for where we are today. It’s not too late to realize their importance. Appreciate them for everything they do for you. Don’t overburden them with silly little demands all the time. Take care of them when they need you for a change. Love them for everything they are.