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    I look at my parents and nearly cry, it brakes my heart to see how they've given up everything to watch me shine, a parents love is unconditional

    More than a month ago by Hope Derbyshire  ID#:555595
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    "You can't shelter your children forever..people grow and learn from their mistakes, if you keep them from ever making any..how are they ever going to survive in the real world?"

    More than a year ago by dillonb  ID#:204199
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    Turning a boy into a man is a man's job. These are the 5 key things to remember.

    1) Be around.
    2) Be his father, not this friend. If you don't understand the difference, imagine his confusion when you must discipline him.
    3) Be a good husband. Show his mother respect at all times.
    4) Be home for dinner.
    5) Be his hero.

    More than a year ago by ViciousGnome  ID#:260080
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    To understand your parents’ love you must raise children yourself

    More than 5 years ago by chaotik_mind  ID#:139825
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    "One day in an emergency waiting room, a little girl turned to her mother and asked, 'What is sex?' People turned their full attention to Mom. I mean, this was better than whatever was on the waiting-room television - better than Jerry Springer. I mean this was real life. How do you answer a six-year-old girl? What is sex? This is one hot topic. You know, kids seem to know so much more that I did at their age; they are exposed to so much more these days on television and at the movies. How was Mom going to answer? I'm the kind of guy who just goes ahead and answers the question right away, like I not only know the answer, but understand the question. So I'm curious about how Mom is going to tell this little girl about how babies are made. Or how Mom is going to dodge this difficult question. I mean, is Mom going to talk to a little child about safe sex? I'm pretty sure Mom is not going to talk about ways to have sex; although you just really never know what might happen in the emergency room. But she surprises me; she doesn't think in the way I think or respond the way I usually respond. Instead, she pauses. I hardly ever pause. She then thoughtfully asks her daughter, 'What do you mean, dear?' The little girl responds, 'Well, Mom, I was looking at this paper and it says sex - M/F. Am I an M or an F?' Mom's face breaks into a huge smile. The waiting room patrons resume their usual chatter. And I laugh. I would have answered the wrong questions. I had heard the question, but I really did not listen to what the little girl was saying."

    More than 10 years ago by aschrage  ID#:7266
  • 56

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    Please, Dad

    As soft winds sweep away the days
    I look back on life through a haze.
    Remember playgrounds, parks and friends,
    In childlike gaze that never ends.
    The laughter in a game of catch,
    Shall memory ever attach...
    To innocence in youthful eyes,
    Catching the ball to Dad's surprise.

    I recall my first bike, first wreck,
    Who picked me up, said, "What the heck?"
    Convinced me to give one more try,
    While, knees skinned, I forgot to cry.
    Just the joy knowing he was there,
    Making him proud my only care.
    There was nothing I couldn't do,
    My heart held fast that to be true.

    Though teenage years were kind of rough,
    I sure wasn't too big or tough.
    You taught me to defend what's right
    And never back down from a fight.
    So I learned the hard way to stand,
    Still, with each lump, I found your hand.
    Drawing from you an inner strength,
    And stubborn pride of equal length.

    But there the line of fate was drawn,
    As though I blinked and you were gone.
    I found myself facing the sun,
    Not man, not boy, fatherless, one.
    Eyes blinded by a void inside,
    I could not live that you had died.
    Alas finding it to be true,
    I could do nothing without you.

    Please, Dad, today just hear my call,
    I'm sorry that I dropped the ball.
    My life is wrecked, my knees are skinned,
    My emotions undisciplined.
    I can't get up although I try,
    Please don't be upset if I cry.
    Though I can't fight what I can't see,
    Please, Dad, say you're still proud of me.

    More than 5 years ago by step-on-me  ID#:42562
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    I've carried a baby within my body. I've slept with a baby on my chest. I have kissed boo boos, mended broken hearts, been puked on and pooped on, slept sleepless nights in a rocking chair. But I wouldn't have it any other way. My body is far from magazine perfect, but when I look into the mirror, I see a mom, and there is no greater honor or blessing.

    More than a year ago by pinktonya  ID#:431469
  • 58

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    Why is it that you always tried to tell me how to be me.
    Why is it that you thought you could control who I would turn out to be.
    I know I'm not perfect and I'm sure that I never will be.
    So why couldn't you ever just accept me for me.
    Others do it with ease, and they easily seem pleased.
    So why is it so hard for you, is it because I'm nothing like you?
    Well if that's so, then you'll just have to give up.
    Because being like you is something that I will never do.

    More than a year ago by glt1532  ID#:335019
  • 59

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    As much as we watch to see what our children do with their lives... they are watching us to see what we do with ours.

    More than a year ago by Anonymous  ID#:350020
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    Teenagers know all about supply and demand. You supply them with money and then they demand more.

    More than a year ago by Susan_Gale  ID#:474264
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