Parents

I think one of the most profound feelings a person can experience is coming to terms with the humanity of his own parents. Parents are imperfect beings who hold a position of unimaginable influence in a child’s life and who have the responsibility to uphold the very values they teach. I respect and honor my parents. In the same way, however, I subject them to the highest standards. I can’t help but expect much from them.

There’s a big part of me who still thinks people who want to have children should make sure they live an impeccable life worthy to be emulated by children. If not, they shouldn’t even dare. One of the things I detest is irresponsible parents. Whenever I see children on the streets begging or loitering, I tend to blame their parents by default.

That is the idealist me talking.

On the other hand, I think most parents are doing the best job they knew how to do. It’s just that probably they don’t know any better. I’m not saying I’m perfect or that I know everything myself. Not at all. I’m just hoping for this world to be a better place.

 

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