My Children Mean the World to Me
I have three children and a dog, and my primary focus is always on meeting their individual needs and ensuring their happiness. My life is consistently motivated by them, and my personality is more geared towards others than myself.
After my husband passed away, the details of which are more complex, it had a significant impact on my oldest child, leaving a deep, unhealed scar. I’ve reassured her that she is not alone and that if she ever feels like she wants to die, I will be there with her. This is a sincere feeling from the depths of my heart.
What Can We Teach Children About?
My motto for raising children is: “There is always an alternative option, and seeking their own happiness.” I aim to make their lives easier by providing guidance while also granting them freedom and responsibility. Reflecting on my own upbringing, I had freedom but lacked guidance from my parents, and I wish they had provided it when needed.
Despite the saying that history repeats itself before, I strongly disagree. There is a statistic that shows two-thirds of people who were abused as children do not abuse their own children. I am nothing like my father; even now, he remains selfish and struggles with anger issues that have never changed. Although I share a love for outdoor sports, a stark contrast exists.
Now I Know Why I Have Good Friends
When I was growing up, my mum and my sister were always there for me; although I used to have fights with my sister every day when I was very little. We were always glued together, talking about everything: boyfriends, school life, and part-time jobs. They never judged what I was doing or what I wanted to do. Being with them, spending time with them, created a sense of belongingness for both me and my sister as we were growing up. That is why I have never been afraid of having my family, or I can choose healthy relationships with my late husband and friends.