Maybe it’s just me, but I believe there is a certain point in your life when you stop blaming your parents for all the stupid things that you do and instead take ownership of them. Nobody’s parents are perfect. We are, after all, fallible human beings raised by other fallible human beings. Your parents aren’t deities, they’re Bob and Brenda, Billy and Bunny, Marvin and Mitzi- just a couple of kids that got married, had kids and tried to figure it out from there. They didn’t have a roadmap. They didn’t have a playbook. They were just people trying to raise smaller people, and they did the best they could. So forgive them, and let’s move on…
But before you do, there is one thing I would like to say ALL parents CAN control- and that’s their time. Yes, if you haven’t learned already, parenting is all about time management, and kids don’t want to hear their parent’s sorry ass excuses about why they’re always late. In my mind, being late is a disease. It’s an illness. It’s a faulty state of mind that says you can’t prioritize the things that are most important to you, or worse you have no idea what is actually important to you and thus you neglect those who depend on you. I know it well. I have suffered at the hands of poor time managers, and it is my mission here to show those who can’t read a clock the error of their ways.
True, I am the man I am today thanks to my upbringing. I am punctual, even early at times. I value the time of others. If I make appointments I don’t cancel at the last minute. When I teach, I show up…to each and every class. When I say I will return an email or a phone call at a certain time, I return it at that time. Why am I this way? Because I abhor people who are late, or don’t keep their promises, or talk out of their ass. I live by the Golden Rule- treat others as you would like to be treated. Don’t waste my time. Don’t make me wait for you in restaurants, or on your door step, just because you can’t get your act together. And don’t even think of making me wait for you if I have my kid in tow- because that’s where I draw the f@#king line.
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You call yourself a good parent because you’ve never physically or mentally abused your child? Well guess what, you’re the worst parent out there. Some people have real problems like drug or alcohol addiction; things that make it almost impossible for them to be reliable. You, you just can’t read a f@#king clock. Which do you think makes a kid feel worse?
So, here’s what you’re going to do: First, you’re going to tell yourself that all of your appointments, those that involve your children especially, are an hour earlier than they actually are. Second, you’re going to tell yourself that picking your child up late from school, or band practice, or tutoring, is a heinous crime. And third, you’re going to stop making excuses and come to terms with the fact that you are a bad human being who is neglecting your responsibilities and psychologically damaging your children. And I don’t want to hear that you have too much on your plate or you were stuck in traffic or you’ve always been this way. It doesn’t cut it with me, and it most certainly will NOT cut it with your kids.
You get one shot at raising happy, healthy, mentally stable children who won’t spend a lifetime resenting you for your shortcomings. Use this time wisely. You kids deserve to be your number one priority. Make it happen!!!