For mother, I posted love, busy, independent, free and trusting. For my father, I posted love, stringent, silent, busy, independent. Because my parent need to work when I was a little girl. My grandma and grandpa took care me a lot. I knew my parent love me but their too busy to earn money.
It was long since I realized that someone’s education doesn’t always correspond to his or her values, fortitude, or humanity principles, but I was still shocked about how unrecognizably the envy has deformed most of my colleagues at school. “I know many people with a PhD. My husband could also do it, if he wanted. But we rather invested in the new roof,” I heard Mara, and anger in her voice. I really thought that we were friends, and that she would be happy for me.
They told me this daily. They both made tremendous sacrifices to make sure my brother and I always had the best opportunity to be successful. They put us into a private Christian school our freshmen year of high school, and while we hated this move at first, we grew to appreciate our parents for seeing this move as key to a brighter future for us. They knew what was best for us, and while we could not see this at first, they pressed on. My parents always knew what was best; even when I disagreed in the moment, I later saw the wisdom in their
Since what I remember by parents always taught me the right path, not wrong, they always tried to fix my mistakes so I wouldn 't repeat them or make myself look bad in front of other people. They wanted me to be an educated person with principles, but I never understood why
I have noticed that ever since I have started college, I have gotten closer to my mother mostly and little more with my father. We still bicker with one another, but that is normal. Overall, I believe that healthy and bad relationships shape the person you are today and even though it can be too much to handle at times God is always there and has a plan for
Having acquired some of his father’s disdain for women in general, he hated ... ... middle of paper ... ...artaches again. We know that without strong faith, and continued prayer and trust in the Lord to work out our difficulties, we would never have stayed together. Those times were hard with Jesus, they would have been unbearable without Him. But the growing process has taught us some valuable lessons about families in general and blended families in particular. We’ve learned the importance of the natural parent’s role in a blended family, and we’ve each gained better insight into the suffering of others.
His father was around, but never gave him an actual father figure to look up to. I asked Oliver how his life was while growing up and he states “my mother wasn’t the only one who raised me, life raised me as well. I had to learn how to become the man of the house because my father was everywhere except in our home. He only came by to let my mother know he had another women by his side, to him this was normal. In our culture having kids with different women isn’t seen wrong.
I have a positive style, complications can rise with my child when dealing with trust and respect. Trust and respect could be a problem if I were to have a child and even is a problem at times when raising my younger brother. Since, I had been raised by the importance of respect, I tend to at times, get oversensitive, when I feel there is a lack of respect between my younger brother. Many assumed that a child 's parenting style would be the same as their parents. However, that is not always the case through knowledge, awareness, and correction.
Something that my mother always wanted to make sure that we had our own individual space in our room. Even my brothers and I shared a room she always wanted us to make it our own it made her feel like it was our own. I had other family members that also were very caring towards us especially my grandparents. They helped out my mother when she needed it, when I was younger and my mother got divorced they let us live there until she got back on her feet, that is how our family is. My mom wanted there to be male roll models in our life’s, my uncle and grandpa are the ones that I looked up to.
The family unit is one of the primary architects in shaping individual values. However, parents naturally raise their children with the best they have (maternally, fatherly), even though it may seem that they have more to give their child. But, even if they are rich, their heritage still might not have had good values established in their family culture, and even if they didn’t give everything the child wanted, naturally parents “shake” their children just by... ... middle of paper ... ...e renewable resources. They also may have wanted clean air deep down too, and this may be rewarded by acceptance from their followers. A good parent is one who is willing to forego his or her own agenda.