tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584320135378046076.post3528892660131732811..comments2023-08-06T08:04:59.329-07:00Comments on Bato Bato Pik!: Guilt? Obligation? Nah..... It's Just LoveEMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02671641890995347455noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584320135378046076.post-78936819276644754192008-03-20T07:18:00.000-07:002008-03-20T07:18:00.000-07:00You're welcome, EM!Have a blessed Easter!You're welcome, EM!<BR/><BR/>Have a blessed Easter!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584320135378046076.post-7364404403461503562008-03-19T18:22:00.000-07:002008-03-19T18:22:00.000-07:00Thank you for the answer JTE. Truly appreciated.Th...Thank you for the answer JTE. Truly appreciated.<BR/><BR/>That is exactly what my answer would be. It always boils down to giving, forgiving and not taking or vengeful.... <BR/><BR/>Thanks again and have a good day!EMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02671641890995347455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584320135378046076.post-1723949815188883722008-03-19T14:19:00.000-07:002008-03-19T14:19:00.000-07:00"Not ideal" is quiet broad, we have to be specific..."Not ideal" is quiet broad, we have to be specific. But I take it as something that is below my standard of what I know about parenting. <BR/><BR/>You see I have a tender heart. Even if they were not the ideal ones when I was growing up, I won't ignore them if they become weak and sick in their old age. I will take care of them in the best way I can. <BR/><BR/>I'll definitely have a mixed feeling but it won't matter anymore. What is important is to remember that I wasn't born in this world without them. And that is enough for me to make them feel that as their child, I am there to love them and be with them for the rest of their lives.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584320135378046076.post-67040017363912933612008-03-19T04:55:00.000-07:002008-03-19T04:55:00.000-07:00Thanks for the comment JTE!It's true! How we feel ...Thanks for the comment JTE!<BR/><BR/>It's true! How we feel today is sometimes reflective of what we experience growing up. I grew up resentful to my father. We've never been close to each other.. nor any of my siblings. But in the end, when he was weak and sick, I took the responsibility of taking care of him until he died. <BR/><BR/>Hmmm... can I ask you a challenging question? What if your parents were not ideal parents when you're growing up. And then time came when they are now weak and sickly, will you take care of them? will you support them financially? How will you feel?<BR/><BR/>Thanks!EMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02671641890995347455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584320135378046076.post-37755081614040484492008-03-18T20:00:00.000-07:002008-03-18T20:00:00.000-07:00For whatever reason, the blogger that you’re refer...For whatever reason, the blogger that you’re referring to and the blogger that she applauded didn’t mention anything about their parents’ role in making them successful, semi-rich and articulate. It’s only this idea on how parents shouldn’t expect anything from their children after they are brought up and raised in this world. I guess they have had sad experiences with their parents that they couldn’t get over with and only themselves can live with it. Or cannot for that matter. <BR/><BR/>Sad tales of parenting abound. It’s true that some parents are incompetent and don’t deserve to called parents and some even make their children’s life miserable simply because they are their children. Is there a vicious cycle somewhere? Is there a cosmic lottery and these unfortunate children didn’t get the prize that they deserve? May God help them.<BR/><BR/>I guess we are lucky for having parents that we can be proud of, emulate and cherish. It’s a matter of perspective and environment may or may not be a factor in shaping one’s view about parents. Asians or not, one’s deeply rooted values play a crucial role in treating parents especially those who are in their twilight years. <BR/><BR/>My parents did their best to raise me and my siblings. They did their best to show me how to live a meaningful life. Sometimes, I failed them but I always learn my lessons. Now I’m a parent myself and I guess I can pay tribute to them by being the best parent that I can be to my children. I know that is not enough because what my parents gave to me can never be repaid. I have to be there when they need me. No ifs and buts. And that is what I believe.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com