Posted By RichC on December 17, 2014
Sitting in my mom’s room two years ago is as clear to me as if it were yesterday (or last year). I’m thankful to have had those moments alone with her as well as all the years growing up in a good home. I was part of a generation who mom was able to greet kids at the door when they cam home from school as well as enjoyed caring for her three boys (I’m including my dad since he of of a generation who “needed” cared for … no offense dad). It is no wonder that years later I enjoyed the TV series Wonder Years … it was my childhood life.
This is not to say past or more recent generations are lessor for the times in which they grew up; I’d venture to say that my kids probably look at their upbringing as idyllic too (photo of Taylor with mom, his grandma in 2009). Different times require different parenting … one is not necessarily better than the other.
Perhaps there is a lesson in this reminiscing for young families today: it’s a mother and father’s attention to “being parents” that make for a happy, appreciative and well balance child years later … NOT the generation in which they are born.