By L.A.Winnen
March 6, 2025
I used to call my dad the Lecture King because when he was mad about something or wanted to make a point, he would go on for a while when we were kids. It was hard to sit and listen to all of what he had to say. He never knew his nickname until I was in my 30’s. I told him one day, and he stared at me and just laughed. “Was it that bad?” He asked. No. It wasn’t. I was just a little kid who struggled to listen and had no attention span. He has passed, but I think about little things like this now and again. I find that my own son has no attention span to speak of, at least, when it comes to listening to his mother lecture him. I guess you can say my father’s title has been passed onto me. The Lecture Queen. It’s not a fancy title. I feel sometimes that I need to come to terms with the fact my sons are not going to listen to everything I say. My oldest is stubborn like good old mom. But I don’t want to have that kind of relationship with my sons. I want them to be able to trust that I have their best interest at heart. I want to bring them into a world where they have the tools they need to reach their goals. I want to show them they can do anything they can put their mind to. I want them to be independent and confident. I want them to see outside the box to meet their goals and their dreams. Life is not a static choice. It moves and flows like a kite on the wind and they hold the string.
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