When I was young & ill my Mom snuck me out of the hospital and carried me up twelve flights of stairs so I could surprise Dad who had worked all night.
When I was unable to attend pre-school alone; my Dad stayed with me at school & basically became a pre-school teacher so I would be able to go to school.
When a mean kid would relentlessly pick on me and knock my building blocks over; my Dad knocked his building blocks over to teach him a lesson.
When I was horrific at contact sports my parents still always cheered me on and told me I had a “good eye” even though I had no clue what that meant.
When I was heading in the wrong direction in college and only wanted to party; my parents made me move home so I would actually graduate.
When I was fifteen my Dad forced me to drive in downtown Boston in a snow storm so I would be a good driver.
When I would dress too scandalous; my Mom always corrected me & made me change even though it angered me I know she was looking out for my best interests.
When I would be out till all hours of the night even on our most recent trip in February; they would stay up until 4 a.m. calling me on the cell phone the tone in their voice escalated after each voicemail. The last VM I got from my Dad scared the daylights out of me so I ended the evening. Ha! Even at my age they still stay up worrying about my whereabouts that is how much they care.
When I have been clueless in the kitchen; my Mom has always showed me how to do things even though I have not fully grasped how to be as good of a cook as her. My brother inherited that trait much more then I!
When I was sick and recovering from multiple surgeries; my parents were always there for me treating me like a princess. They would even gave me a bell to ring if I needed anything.
When I have switched a zillion times what I want to do with my life despite going to school for nine years they always supported whatever it is I chose to do even my constant art and craft endeavors that I would become fixated on until it was on to the next project.
When I had a hysterectomy and could not have kids; they bought me a kid although it is not human; it is treated as one!
They are both different people, but they have taught me so much about relationships even though I am not in one. They have taught me to always agree to disagree, to always respect the other person & to let go of the small things also to not take life so seriously. When I feel I have not accomplished enough in my life as I always dreamed of leaving a major mark in history; they let me know I am enough.
Both of you have always uplifted me when I was sad and have always pushed me to keep moving forward in life & to stay strong.
I am so grateful for you both. Thank you for putting up with me through the years and your unconditional love. I am truly blessed to call you my parents.
Happy 43rd Anniversary!