Jun 16, 2016
A letter to my future child
As a daughter, I know what it is to grow up thinking your parents are invincible. You see them as these immortal, flawless individuals the closest personification of god you’ll ever encounter. They surround your life. They are your provider, protector, playmate, and advisor.
Then you grow up some more and venture out on your own. You find that there is more to life than what you were told. You meet people with greater abilities. People, who cook better, are wealthier, stronger, more adventurous, and smarter. You discover the gods you praised were false idols.
As an adult, encounter more choices and options. You’re exposed more. There is no one there to filter out the bad from the good, the pain from the joy. Everything is everywhere and nowhere to hide.
You realize your parents weren’t trying to be gods but guides.
I imagine parenting is not an easy task. To raise a child young and innocent, shielded from the evils and hurt of the world is an impossible task. Instead you teach them how to be equipped to deal with it all. You invest everything you have and are for them. You become everything so that one day they will need nothing.
But knowing when it is enough, when the lesson is over seems unattainable. Especially when the truth of the matter is you’re still learning lessons and falling down.
So I vow to you my unborn child that I will teach you what I know but I will not preach it as gospel.
I will show you my world and if you want to cross borders and swim across seas I won’t limit your entries
My strength or knowledge will be limited and my riches won’t be endless. My love will have no bounds.
Then you grow up some more and venture out on your own. You find that there is more to life than what you were told. You meet people with greater abilities. People, who cook better, are wealthier, stronger, more adventurous, and smarter. You discover the gods you praised were false idols.
As an adult, encounter more choices and options. You’re exposed more. There is no one there to filter out the bad from the good, the pain from the joy. Everything is everywhere and nowhere to hide.
You realize your parents weren’t trying to be gods but guides.
I imagine parenting is not an easy task. To raise a child young and innocent, shielded from the evils and hurt of the world is an impossible task. Instead you teach them how to be equipped to deal with it all. You invest everything you have and are for them. You become everything so that one day they will need nothing.
But knowing when it is enough, when the lesson is over seems unattainable. Especially when the truth of the matter is you’re still learning lessons and falling down.
So I vow to you my unborn child that I will teach you what I know but I will not preach it as gospel.
I will show you my world and if you want to cross borders and swim across seas I won’t limit your entries
My strength or knowledge will be limited and my riches won’t be endless. My love will have no bounds.
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