Parents' Appreciation Post.

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One time three gbosa for the two person wey born you.
Davido, Jowo
Let’s start with this:
Happy New Month.

I know we are well into the month already, but I still want to wish you that. 
For a few reasons, I travelled to my parents' place on the last day of June. The most important one is rest. It is easier to rest somewhere you can be cared for. It wasn’t easy to get myself to relax and be taken care of, but I know that by the time this break is over, I will have had enough time to relax. It is refreshing to be reminded that I am someone’s baby girl—including my younger brother.

During this break, although not much happened, I did have a small epiphany. And now I have more respect for my parents than I did before. And beyond all the care, provision, love and protection, I am ashamed to say that it has taken me this long to realise that my parents have been serving us for as long as they had us.

I heard the concept of parenting as an act of service for the first time when Pastor Mike mentioned it in one of his sermons. He encouraged black parents to serve their kids a little more. And for some reason, it kind of stuck with me. Even though I wasn’t sure how that differed from being a parent, in the past few days, I have begun to see the blanket, or simply put, the privileges I have enjoyed till now because my parents served my brothers and me. 

I am aware that there is nothing my parents are not willing to give up for us, and over the years, they have seen us as individuals, asked for our opinions, and respected our choices while at the same time footing almost every bill we incurred. They gave my siblings and me opportunities to try new things, and they were our safety net each time. The fact that you can always return home, regardless of how many mistakes you make, is perhaps the most significant thing to me. 

The great thing about my parents is that they didn’t start this way. They developed and learned as they went along, and I must admit that I now respect them much more than I did in the past. And if I become a parent one day, I pray for the grace to serve my children.

Until next time.
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With Love,
The EstherianđŸ’›

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