Parentals and such
I paid a visit to the Children's Court yesterday. Well, technically I paid a visit to the waiting room at the Children's Court because someone close to me needed to sign some paperwork there. I sat and listened to stories from parents who are desperate to do what is best for their children.
I listened to a lady with a three year old son who wants to stop visitation to his dad because his father is an addict and doesn't take care of the child while he is there. I spoke with a man who has been at the Court for four days in the past week in a fight to get temporary custody of his son so that he can enrol him in a school next week. Four days! And in order to compensate for the loss of time at work he is working night shift.
These people seem to understand what a gift their children are. Deciding to become a parent means making sacrifices. And it is ALWAYS a decision. You don't have unprotected sex and expect to produce a microwave oven.
Anyway... back to my point. Our children are gifts and they are worth all the sacrifices we need to make. Having a child means giving pieces of yourself to them. It means giving up things that we enjoy sometimes in order to ensure a well balanced upbringing for them.
So today I want to honour every single one of those parents, single or partnered, who give up something of themselves or something they enjoy to give their children the best possible start in life. I don't care if you give up time, sleep, food or your favourite TV program. I don't care how big or small your sacrifices are. I don't care about any of that. I care about the love you offer to those little beings because you know that they are going to be the ones to change the world when we are too old to do so.