Someday when my children are old enough to understand
the logic that motivates a parent, I will tell them:
I loved you enough to ask you about where you were
going, with whom, and what time you would be home.
I loved you enough to insist that you buy a bike
with your own money that we could have afforded to give you.
I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover
that your hand-picked friend was a creep.
I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours
while you cleanded your room, a job that would have taken me fiftenn minutes
to do myself.
I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment,
disgust, and tears in my eyes.
I loved you enough to admit I was wrong and ask you
for your forgiveness.
I loved you enough to let you stumble, fall, and
hurt.
I love you enough to let you assume responsibility
for your actuions at 6, 10, 0r 16.
But most of all, I loved you enough to say NO when
you hated me for it. That was the hardest part of all.
Source Unknown.
Thank you Sherri for having this poem on your home page. I love it and
fell it is true to the nature of parenting. Thank you for allowing me to
copy it and place it on my page.
Words To Parent By....,