is by far the toughest job on the planet.
Children require the best of our essence until the day we die. It’s part of the cycle of perpetuation, an effort to improve the gene pool, the legacy, the future. A responsibility like no other.
Right now we’re caught in a battle with our parents while striving to raise our children. Nobody is perfect in this charade (save the children) but one thing is true: we’re working together to bring stability to our kids’ lives and in doing so, compromise what our parents think of us.
To them, we’ve taken on too much: a huge mortgage, high cost of living and private education. How can they take us seriously?
From our point of view I don’t expect them to take us seriously. Their view of our world is based mostly on what they think is right for us and not for our children, and we feel that is their ultimate failure. Our children come first, not us. And while we may complain everyday about this we’re committed to our mission to raise strong, confident, successful, LOVED children.
Unfortunately we weren’t raised feeling this, but we accept this worthy challenge. We struggle with it every day in the tasks, sacrifices and catering we do for our children.
Children, especially teenagers, need to know they have people behind them, because there’s honestly nothing scarier feeling and knowing that we actually have nobody. You feel as if your identity just drops off the map.
So we keep plowing through, trying our best and hoping for the best.