Monday, March 2, 2009
This is what it says:
When I was growing up my parents made it clear that they wanted me to go and grow. They valued raising independent, capable children. Children that would become reliable adults. When I wanted to spend summers working at summer camps away from home, they encouraged it. When I wanted to travel throughout Europe with a missions organization, I got their unwavering blessing (and financial support!). And when I spent a semester in a Third World country learning Spanish and avoiding hurricanes and tropical diseases, they were proud.
This is not to say that they didn't want me nearby. Allowing me to roam and travel and learn was nerve-wracking and stressful for them. And I never went more than a week or two without touching base with them in a meaningful way. And this is not to say that they expected me to be financially independent before I was ready. After all, they provided me with a college education and met so many of my needs, burdensome and petty alike. At the time, I appreciated their support. I appreciated their desire for me go and test myself out on this world.
What I did not appreciate was how hard that must have been. Easing into their shoes, as I become a parent myself, I am starting to see that allowing me such freedoms could not have been easy. Andrew, I can barely let you out of my sight. I cannot imagine letting you traipse about the planet. I want you here, with me. And right now, that is completely appropriate. You are 3 years old, after all. I just hope that someday I have the courage to do for you what my parents did for me. I hope that I can encourage you to go and grow. But for now, stick close by. Okay?
Posted by Dave at 1:15 PM