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“My parents stood still. It was like we were on two separate islands. Mom and Dad were on one, and I was on the other. And the ocean between us was the symbol of truth. The thing representing our truce.” ― Jenelle Jack Pierre, Before I Breathe

They say we don't choose our Children but we do choose our parents. It is the most important Relationship for both, and certainly one from which we learn half of our life lessons. Then why is it that as teens all we do is fight to keep them out and claim that they 'don't get us'. With the change of time, this relationship has changed. The children can't find the right balance and stumble and some parents can't keep up with growing time. This causes a drift. We are less connected to our parents, and to say that it is all their fault is futile.
We all get busy and forget to nourish this relationship. We get stuck in the middle, where we are not close enough to share but have to, because of the fundamentals of caring.
They care and so do we. But we forget to care about what we each care of and instead focus on what we want the other to care about.

The parents aren't the victim and so aren't the children. They are both equally at fault and equally hurt. Relationships are a two-way street and neither of them can claim a higher stake. It's not all black and white. We can all walk on the gray path and be happy. It's about compromising an making things right for both sides. Bitterness will make things difficult for everybody. 

Parents need to be less nonchalant and more involved and teens need to be more forgiving and attentive and need to unlearn. Don't keep each other deprived of the love you deserve. Reach out for it and trust me, the other will reciprocate. Bridge the gap. Or make a bridge across the two islands.


It's about taking the high road. You can be the first to bring out your hand and shake theirs. No relationship is worth giving up on. Especially this one.


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“My parents stood still. It was like we were on two separate islands. Mom and Dad were on one, and I was on the other. And the ocean between us was the symbol of truth. The thing representing our truce.” ― Jenelle Jack Pierre, Before I Breathe

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