Dear Diary,
It's been 41 days, since my father, my FPG attained moksha. Inspite of keeping myself super busy, his absence hits hard every day.
As the year is about to change, I could not help reflecting on some wisdom pearls which I have learnt from my parents. They lived a secure, contented happy life. They had faith in each other and their children.
Sharing few reflections-
“It is NOT my kids’ job to take care of me when I'm old.”
Their job is to live their own lives, build their own families, chase their own dreams not clean up after me because I didn't plan ahead.
We have to stop romanticizing the idea that our kids owe us their lives because we raised them.
If you choose to bring children into this world, that means you take full responsibility for raising them, supporting them, and preparing THEM for life not the other way around.
Don't try to control them. Have faith in your upbringing and values you have instilled. Children love you. Control weakens the bond.
That's the bare minimum of being a parent.
I want my kids to visit me because they love me, not because they feel trapped under a burden I dropped on their shoulders.
Being a parent doesn't come with a retirement plan and it sure as hell doesn't come with the right to steal your child's future.
So plan, save and take care of your own business.
Love,
Yours Chaand
(as my father used to call me at times)
2 comments:
Beautifully penned
Really an eye opener n beautifully penned...
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