We all need a little truth in our lives, so here we go.
Yesterday I celebrated the eleventh birthday of my oldest son, a time in his life that is naturally confusing. He wants so desperately to be a grown-up, but still loves being a kid. He dreams big about driving and having a job, but fails to do the simple things like make his bed or clean his room. Don't get me wrong I'm not complaining about him in any way shape or form, but isn't it ironic that we as adults envy children for the ability to have almost no "real" responsibilities when we have the weight of the world on our shoulders at all time? Meanwhile they envy us that we are able to drive or watch Rated "R" movies, not realizing that the cost associated with those things is something we would almost definitely give up in order to enjoy the freedoms provided to them. Time to laugh, time to play, time to relax. We live in a world that has basically given us too much information too often. I'm sorry but explain to me why you need to know what your friend half-way across the country ate for dinner? Why the fuck is that important? I'm not envious of the distractions that are presented to our youths right now, but their ignorance that is being coddled by their parents is fucking insane! I had a conversation with my oldest son where I asked him what he wanted for his birthday...his first request? A cell-phone! I get it, okay? I do. But it occurred to me, What the fuck is an eleven year old going to do with a cell phone? Who the fuck does he know? Who will he call? I have one and frankly...I fucking hate my dependency on it. Remember when they weren't there? Do you remember when you left your house and all you needed was your wallet and keys? If someone wanted to get in touch with you...they had to wait! Granted this new technology has definitely helped me, I like the fact I can be reached 24/7, however, I don't want it to happen. It's a love/hate relationship. I love what it can do...but I hate it for doing it. Anyway, so I was just sitting there and thinking about it and it occurred to me I'm not so sure I like who we have become as people. Dependent on instantly being fed information, regardless of however useless it may be. I don't like the fact that since I was in high school it's now been softened. Bullying?!?! Now I don't condone bullying, and I think it's great that it's being closely monitored, but you know who should be monitoring it? Not the police, not the teachers... YOU!!! Pay attention to your kids, it's not that difficult. If your kid suddenly doesn't come out of his room for days on end and stops talking to you...THERE IS A PROBLEM. We've disconnected from our children because we want society to raise them for us. If that's you take then two quick things. Number 1: Fuck you, you're a fucking lazy asshole, Number 2: If you haven't noticed, society kind of sucks and if you let them, they will fuck your kid up. You're the parent...SO FUCKING PARENT!!! If your kid is an asshole...and don't you lie at all. We all know when or if our kid is an asshole, then correct it. How fucking weak are you if you are afraid of your kids? Cell phones? There are instances where cell phones are required, an emergency or so that your child can contact you when they need your help. My favorite excuse for giving your kids a cell phone??? "Oh, they play sports and it's so they can call when they are done"...you have got to be fucking kidding me...right? Here's an idea...GO TO THEIR FUCKING GAMES OR PRACTICES!!! Today is the last day your kid will be the age they are, tomorrow they will be older. Do you really have an excuse for missing even one day of their life? Yes of course there are, emergencies! When did we stop investigating our children to make sure they weren't doing stupid shit? I don't care. I've already told my son that I will go through his stuff until he is out of my house. Privacy??? Sorry you haven't earned that right until you move out. If I am paying for you then you aren't entitled to any privacy at all. Now I'm not naive at all. I know he's going to do stupid stuff, I did. Without an open forum to discuss things that we are all afraid of, how will our kids get the information? I'll tell you where...from some other idiot fucking kid whose parents refused to talk to him/her. SEX...not a bad word. DRUGS...not a bad word. ALCOHOL...not a bad word. FUCKING TALK TO YOUR KIDS!!! They NEED this information, and they need it from you. If they aren't talking to you it's because you made the forum awkward or uncomfortable, if you speak openly with them they will feel compelled to do the same. School is a fucking joke now and our kids know it, lessons on an iPad. Open book final exams...What are they learning? How to be incompetent? Life is short and finding out what is important is the point of this whole thing. Your job, it pays the bills, it isn't that important. there will be other jobs, other opportunities. Learn to sacrifice the unimportant things in your life, trade them up for things that truly matter. You know what's important? Not how fast Sally ran a 5k, or how Mark finger-banged some slut at a bar. Family is important, and if you're reading this odds are you have a family. They mean everything...when your time comes and you know the darkness is setting in, what will you want then? I don't know about you but I want to see my children one last time, I want to hold them and tell them how proud of them I am. I want my family to surround me in order to celebrate my life, because no matter what else I accomplish in this life, no matter how much money I make, or how many articles I write. My greatest accomplishment in this world will be them, nothing else will matter, nothing else will suffice. I will hold on until I can hold them close, feel their heartbeats, tell them I love them and go knowing that I made their lives better and in turn they will try to do the same. Those tears they shed won't be out of sadness that I'm gone, but rather sadness because they know I am no longer physically there when they need me. They will cry because they know I did absolutely everything in my power to give them the greatest gift of all...the best life I could. Leave a Reply. |
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