parents-and-children

My dad had once told me, crimson-red deep in __he talk,_ that with sons, all he had to worry about was one penis, but with a daughter, he had to worry about everyone else__.

Nice try, mister, but being cute won't save you.

Could it be? Samantha Kingston? Home? On a Friday?_ I roll my eyes. __ don__ know. Did you do a lot of acid in the sixties? Could be a flashback._ __ was two years old in 1960. I came too late for the party._ He leans down and pecks me on the head. I pull away out of habit. __nd I__ not even going to ask how you know about acid flashbacks._ __hat__ an acid flashback?_ Izzy crows. __othing,_ my dad and I say at the same time, and he smiles at me.

You ought to love and care for your parents in their old age.

The greatest gift a parent can give a child is self-confidence.

Kids, no matter how big your problems are _ ask your parents for help and advice.

In those years before mobile phones, email and Skype, travelers depended on the rudimentary communications system known as the postcard. Other methods--the long-distance phone call, the telegram--were marked "For Emergency Use Only." So my parents waved me off into the unknown, and their news bulletins about me would have been restricted to "Yes, he's arrived safely,"and "Last time we heard he was in Oregon," and "We expect him back in a few weeks." I'm not saying this was necessarily better, let alone more character-forming; just that in my case it probably helped not to have my parents a button's touch away, spilling out anxieties and long-range weather forecasts, warning me against floods, epidemics and psychos who preyed on backpackers.

Give people room to be what God created them to be, don't force them to fit into your own mold

Back then, things were plainer: less money, no electronic devices, little fashion tyranny, no girlfriends. There was nothing to distract us from our human and filial duty which was to study, pass exams, use those qualifications to find a job, and then put together a way of life unthreateningly fuller than that of our parents, who would approve, while privately comparing it to their own earlier lives, which had been simpler, and therefore superior.

A lifetime of memories does not provide empirical proof of the value of living. No one memory has a quantifiable value to anyone expect the holder of the memory. Parenting in large part consists of creating positive memories for children. An accumulation of a lifetime of memories does create a musical score that we can assess from an artistic if not scientific perspective. Each happy memory generates a beat of minor joy that when strung together form the musical notes demarking a person__ prosodic inner tune.

The circumstances surrounding your birth is not as important as the opportunity to live life.

Sustainable Foods = Sustainable Health = Sustainable Life = Victory

Neither your mother nor I have any imagination at all and we certainly didn't bring you up to have one

The day of birth is day of life.

As children inch their way into adolescence, the parent changes. He is an authority, a source of answers, and a chastising voice. Depending on the day, he may be resented, emulated, questioned, or defied.Only as an adult can a child imagine his parent as a whole person, as a husband, a brother, or a son. Only then can a child see how his parent fits into the world beyond four walls. Saleem had only bits and pieces of his father, mostly the memories of a young boy. He would spend the rest of his life, he knew, trying to reconstruct his father with the scraps he could recall or gather from his mother.

A change in those moments, some switch turned off forever, the end of trust or safety or love, and how do we ever find the switch again?

We grow up opposing our parents only to become like them enough to oppose our children who behave as we once did__ reminder of how dreadful we were toward those now vindicated grandparents. And you thought God had no sense of humor.

Our parents can show us a lot of things: they can show us how we are to be and what things we ought to strive for, or they can show us how not to be and what things we ought to stray from, then you may have the kind of parents that show you all the things about you that you want to get rid of and you realize those traits aren't yours at all but are merely your parents' marks that have rubbed off onto you.