Children are quite often told and sometimes expected to be
grateful to their parents for all that they are in life. They naturally are – except when we as
parents damage them or thwart their growth.
Quite often these days (especially after they are grown up)
it occurs to me how we as parents need to be grateful to our children – for the
joy they bring us, the maturity they help us again, for the youth and
enthusiasm they bring back into our lives as we grow older – countless happy
memories.
For someone like me, sitting down in meditation is an
immense achievement. So it was like I
had scaled Mt Everest when I sat/stood through a three hour meditation at
Yogada Satsang last Saturday. When we
finished and came out, my mind went to the one that my daughter and son-in-law
had taken us to in Los Gatos when we were visiting them. They drove us all the way from San Jose ,
came back to take us out for lunch and put us back and then one more time back
all the way in the evening to pick us up! All of it with a smile (at the end of
a busy working week) and just because my husband expressed a desire to go !
All of them – son, daughter, son-in-law (sometimes including
me) make fun of my husband and his obsession with his guru and meditation. But inspite of that , on our last visit ,
they ensured that we attended the annual convocation at Los Angeles for a week .
Of course, all paid for totally by them.
Again, just to make their father happy !
Such caring is indeed to die for ! Shouldn’t one feel
grateful for the wonderful gesture ? All parents must have memories of such
instances.
No just this – there are so many other wonderful memories to
cherish – right from the time they enter our lives, they give us so much that I feel we must be grateful to God and our children for this
wonderful life.
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