WHAT IT MEANS TO
LOVE A CHILD
For starters, no I don’t have any
kids at the moment, but I do have some insight on this topic. I was a camp counselor for 6 years and a camp
nurse for 1 year. I was also raised by
two exceptional parents who would sacrifice anything for me and my sister to
excel in life and find true happiness.
It is my personal belief that that is the true goal of parenting; to
love your child, embrace them and nurture them.
A parent should never degrade their child, tell them that they are a
failure or even talk about them behind their back. It is a true act of cowardice and in my opinion,
the worst things that a parent can do.
Growing up in a middle class family,
my parents worked their butts off to make enough money to support me and my
sister. They even put us through
catholic school, devoted hours at the dinner table teaching us math and reading,
quizzing us for upcoming tests and being involved in our extracurricular
activities. Their work ethic and care
for me has inspired me to do great things in my life. There is nothing more that I want to do than
to make them proud of the person I have become and the person that I hope to be
in the future. For me, this was, is and
should be the norm for parenting, but as of now, I can see how this isn’t
always the case. I have a few stories to
back up this view.
This summer as I was working as a
camp nurse, the same 12 year old girl would always come to my office complaining
of a belly ache, she would sit on the bench in my office and talk to me, which
would sometimes cause a miraculous cure and sometimes not. Normally when talking to her or getting her
involved in a game wasn’t enough, I would call her father. It took me a few times to discover that these
“belly aches” were nothing more than I cry for attention. The camp director came up to me one day and
told me her story. She said that the
girl’s parents had gone through a nasty divorce and that both parents were
workaholics trying to pay for the lawyers and court fees. She told me that I was quite possibly the
only smile that she sees every day. All
she wanted to do was be sure that her parents were really there for her, and
she tested it by faking belly aches. She
knew that I was always there for her though, that I would always be there at her
side if she needed me and that is why she always came to my office. No child should ever have to be in doubt on
whether or not their parents will always be there for them. It should be a given.
The next story is a closer one to
home. One of my friends has a mother who
is a twitter addict and who is a pessimist on life. She tweets horrible things using racist
remarks, a lot of political nonsense and then worst part is that talks about
her own son in a negative connotation.
She tweets about her son constantly, about his political opinions,
asking people to pray that he will come to his senses, asking people where she
went wrong with raising him and saying that he “doesn’t produce.” She makes herself look like the victim in all
of this by telling people that she is a Christian woman with strong morals and
tried to give her kids everything by sending them to catholic school. But what she fails to mention is what she did
and didn’t do to her child. She would
always pawn him off on the weekends on other families and the Boy Scouts, she
never encouraged him to do anything or become anything. She never taught him how to set goals or
where to even begin. Children don’t just
learn these things on their own as much as we may think they do or hope they do.
Sometimes it takes a little talking and a shove to get the ball rolling. You need to be the inspiration that your
children are desperately searching for at a young age and by posting about your
child on twitter you are only destructing their ego making them believe that
they are worthless. Well, let me tell
you that no one is worthless and especially not this person. He is kind, understanding, smart, inspiring,
free spirited, a loving friend, artistic and the list goes on and on. If his mother knew anything about him, she
would see these qualities and embrace them, but instead she tears him
down. She also fails to mention on her
twitter that she is addicted to alcohol and that son finds her passed out on
the floor on occasion, that she abuses depression medications, refused to teach
him how to drive, doesn’t give him Christmas presents and she has stolen money from him that was given
to him as a graduation gift. This child
has so much potential and is anything but a lost cause. The only thing he needs is a little guidance
from people that care for him. He is not
a bad kid, he doesn’t get into trouble and he has talent and if anyone has
failed, it is not the child, but instead, the parent.
So my take home message from all of
this is simple. Inspire your children to
dream and hope. Teach your children how
to set goals and achieve them by example.
Smile at them and compliment them especially when they are right in front
of you. This positive reinforcement will
further encourage them to keep moving forward.
And remind your child that they are never worthless, that you will
always be there for them, that you are proud of them and that you will stop at
nothing to make their lives better.
Parents, it’s your job to make an amazing life for these children. They only have one shot at life and to see
the world. So make it positive,
inspiring and worthwhile. Let the lives
of your children make yours worth living.