General Chat

thank you all for your input xx

I wish I could have my folks back, but that will never happen. I loved them and then they got taken from me.......

.....I have my wonderful OH, my daughter and 2 step-daughters, and my granddaughter who is 20 months old....and is gorgeous........sorry i am rambling on.....

to answer the original question , Would I honour my Mother or Father?.......Yes, I would and I remember them each day by lighting a candle......xx

sorry but nope not here somethings miracels cant change.

i honour my mam cos she showed me how to be caring, and loving, and to always be there for your kids, and defend them,
ive always been here for my kids, and always will, im so proud of them, and our darling grandaughter, whom mam would of adored too,

my dad, howie, as everyone knows is great,
hes always been here too for us, thru sad times, when hes not felt so strong himself, he said your kids keep you going,
one brave man and a gentleman
him and mam showed what loyalty is, and trust
and have shown love to us all,

The one thing I regret in life is not saying thankyou to my parents when they were alive for giving me my life !!!

i would like to honor

my mum margaret (peggy)

and my dad lawrence

no longer with us

I dont remember my mother, as she died when I was two year old, but I respected, and loved my father until the day he died when he was 80.

I had to care for him for the last four years of his life, but I did not have to do as much for him, as he did for me.

He has been gone for 23 years now, but it is with great love and happiness I remember him.

you get back as a parent what to bestow on the child,
I think I made a reasonable job,and now have that back twofold in pride in what nice people they are.

I had good sound parenting therefore respect for who they are,,,,,,,,I dont think I always hounoured as I am an individual ,:}}

My love to everyone on here who is hurting,

Joy, to put it simply, I adore my parents, respect them, they are my best friends. To imagine my life without them is more than I can bear to imagine,


Caz xxxx

Nahh - I'd rather covet my neighbours ass.

xxxx mick

With you there Maddie.

I think that the only thing that my parents expected from me and I expect from my children is this. My parents expected me to outlive them. I expect my children to outlive me.

My parents wanted for me rather than expected from me. For the majority of their lives they offered me love unconditionally. They hoped for the best and they hoped for my happiness. They forgave and defended me when I made mistakes. They were proud of me for every little success. They were strong up until the very end when they just could no longer be that way. I am grateful that I was able to be strong for them at the very end. Even so, I received so much more than I was able to give. However, from my perspective as a parent, I find happiness and satisfaction in just seeing my children being healthy and happy. So maybe it wasn’t so one-sided.

I have four children. I am a better parent to my fourth child than I was to the first. I just had more practice and was more settled in my life, not because I loved any one of them any less. As a parent myself, I understand my parents better. I want for my children, I don’t expect from them. I want them to have everything they ever want in life. This is a hard one because I don’t want to spoil them, but of course I usually do. I want them to be happy. I want them to never be hurt. I want them to have friends. Yes, I want them to love me but I don’t expect them to.

We teach some by what we say , We teach some more by what we do, But we teach most by what we are .

how wonderful belair



it does suprise me

how few are honoring their parents though



excepton to those whos parents
never honored them

Spring Forever In My Heart
by Bob Perks

"I can't believe it. These blooms have lasted so long this year," my wife said.

"I hadn't really thought about it, but you are right. As much as I love Lilacs, they come and go so fast," I said.

It has been incredibly exciting this year here in my back-yard. Our Lilac tree has produced the most blooms I have ever seen. The scent is so wonderful that I spend a lot of time just standing on our small deck breathing it all in.

Many of the branches are hollow and cracked leaving me to believe it has seen many Springs. A few winters ago one of the biggest branches crashed to the ground under the weight of melting snow. It broke my heart. I guess I wasn't expecting much from the old thing this year. But it is magnificent!

Since we have been experiencing so much rain lately the flowers have become heavier. The once tall bush seems to be under a lot of pressure. I can relate to that. There are big gaps because the branches are lower.

Sadly, today I noticed the first bunch of flowers turning brown. It won't be long until they are all gone. But here's what I've learned from it.

Some people are like fragrant flowers. They come into our lives ever so briefly and leave behind a scent that remains embedded in our being. They brighten your day by just having had contact with them even if for a moment. If kindness would have scent it would remind you of them.

Like when I smell pine, all the best Christmas memories rush through my mind. When I smell roses I think of romantic, moon filled evenings.

Some people, having given so much to you, remain a part of who you are forever. You cannot possibly go through a day without thinking about them. Their beautiful spirit gently nudges your heart each time you hear their name. The very thought of them stirs within your soul like the sweet fragrance of a thousand roses.

Loved ones who have passed on, having given their lives to you, having stayed in bloom through a life time of eternal Spring, are like these Lilacs. Although my heart is saddened having discovered that they are dying, I will not remember them that way. I will forever see a thousand blooms each time I think of them. In the coldest, darkest days of the winter of my life, the memory of them will get me through it all. Even the slightest fragrance, a wisp of "almost there again," will bring a smile to my face and my heart will pound remembering the love.

Oh God, thank you not only for the beauty of the people you bring into my life, but for the lingering fragrance and everlasting memories of ever having loved them at all.

Loving them and believing in you, means I will have "spring forever in my heart."

Marilyn sympathies to you

and your family xx

It is sad to read about ones you loved so much passing on and I think you should celebrate the bond you have or had.

However my answer is no. What about a parent respecting a child? I couldnt tell you if the woman who gave birth to me is alive or dead - I suspect alive or someone would have told me eventually... although like in 'Harry Potter' family know not to talk 'she who cannot be named' in my presence.

I turned my back on her in the eighties and have never looked back.

Its so easy to have children if your able, but there are no rules really to see if you can care for them. Its harder to rescue an animal than it is to 'sprog'.

Sometimes I see on the TV or read in the papers about women that have child after child that end up in care and yet they still have more..... personally I think there is a time when the government should enforce steralisation to save the tax payer and those children.

Saying that I am not saying care is a bad thing for many good people have survived it. I know my view may appear extreme and there are holes in my theory on how this could be enforced. But its my view.

For those of you miss your parents now they have gone I think that in itself is an honour and you must be proud that they taught you that kind of love and respect x

Marilyn

my heart goes out to ya
i had to do this 6 weeks ago
the hardest thing in my life
take care
rosex

l have to bury my mum on thursday
l think that l did everything l could possibly do for her and my dad when he was alive
but l do anything to have them back fit and well
l think that lv planned a suitable funeral for mum
l think its what she would have wanted
l hope so
its the last thing l can do for her

I (and my husband) have done the best I/we know how with our boys.
I would love to know if my Mum and Dad thought we had done a good job with their grandsons.
Oh dear, time for bed, Zebedee, I am getting maudlin now!
And I will think of you, H.R.H., when I wake up with that tune in my head!
x