Sunday, January 18, 2009

To My Father.

You have raised me for almost 17 years now, and for the first 5 years of my life, you raised me on your own. You have gone from teaching me how to walk to teaching me how to drive. You have given me shelter. You have provided me with food and necessities. You blessed me with so many things in life. You taught me to be wise, to think about things before I act on it. You told me to dream big and work hard for the things I want. You made me independent and to live this life to the fullest, to never let an oppertunity pass me by. You have seen me transform from a totting todler to a woman in the making. A lot of people say that I will one day be successful, and its because of how I was brought up. I will always be thankful to you because of that, daddy. I'm thankful that you loved me unconditionally for 17 years and that you will do so even after your last breath.

But with the things you taught me how to be, you also unknowingly taught me what NOT to be.



I will not raise my voice to my children or anyone around me out of frustration.
I will not lose my temper over something small.
I will not use FEAR to gain respect for my children.
I will not face a problem, only to run away from it in the end.
I will not be arrogant when it comes to my pride.
I will NEVER even attempt to hit my children.
I will NEVER make decisions for my children.
I will not constantly preach about things I told my children before.
I will not talk down on the profession my children aspire to be.
I will let my children follow their own dreams and support them no matter what.
I will listen to what my kids have to say instead of forcing my ideas on them.
I will have patience with my children.
Most importantly, I will NEVER make my children feel like they aren't good enough, that they don't meet my standards.

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