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As a child, I never understood why I had to share my parents. It seemed like my parents were always doing more for other people and children. Why did I have to share my parents? It wasn’t fair. I never said anything to my parents about it. I just fussed to my self and cried at night. I wanted my parents all to myself.
Many times, I had to do without, so others could have. There were times when one or both of my parents couldn’t come to participate in my activities (when I did have some) because they were either at church or helping someone else. They gave money to others instead of giving to me. I guess they didn’t love me anymore. At least, that’s what I thought at the time.
It wasn’t until I became an adult and had my own child that I understood why I had to share. Living in Atlanta for 10 years opened my eyes. There were so many children who were unfortunate enough not to have parents who cared about them. For whatever reason, one or both parents were absent from the child’s life. I wanted to fill that void in those children’s lives. I had both of my parents. I couldn’t imagine not having both. That’s when I understood why I had to share.
Even now, I still have to share them. But now, I understand why, and I’m OK with that…at least more than before. Now, I focus more on the fact that they are older and are not able to do as much as when they were younger. Nevertheless, it’s like pulling teeth when trying to get them to slow down, especially when it comes to doing God’s work. I just pray that God will keep them and protect them.
Dr.Timothy R.Cole said:
This is very powerful Terri, my kids over the years have shared with me that while spending family time together (playing games or watching a movie) I would receive a phone call and I would step out of the room for a minute to answer the call not realizing that when I would return to the room they could feel and sense that something in me has changed (focus, energy ,excitement ect…) to this day I have make a major effort to change that…. it’s a challenge to “always” share your parents! I believe that just as the “Pastors or preacher’s” are called and chosen, so are their children. Great question Terri,Why do i have to always share my parents?
Danielle Hollis-Dailey said:
Omgoodness yessss!!!!! Let the PK’S say, yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!
We were just talking about this..
Danielle Hollis-Dailey said:
I thought I was the ONLY ONE who had to wear dresses and pants all of the time!!!! Man that was rough, very very rough!! I couldn’t play the sports I really wanted to play etc.
I couldn’t sneak and wear pants even if I tried bc too many ppl know daddy and too many would be ready to tell him lol….
But when 2005 came, hallelujah thank you Jesus!!! The most important thing is I graduated high school…After that it was totally different.
It’s soooooo much to being a PK that ppl don’t even know…
Folks use to say you shouldn’t do or want to do things like this or thay bc your dad is a Preacher, I said you’re absolutely right “My dad is the preacher not me” that was enough said lol.
Folks use to call my folks and be like I seen her car or heard she was there, I would ask well if I wasn’t supposed to be there why were they there or their kids or whoever lol….
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That’s so true. One of the downfalls of living in a small town is that everyone knows everyone. My next blog topic!