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 Someday when my children are old enough to understand the
 logic that motivates a parent, I will tell them:

 I loved you enough ... to ask where you were going, with whom,
 and what time you would be home.
 I loved you enough ... to insist that you save your money and
buy a bike for yourself even though we could afford to buy
one for you.
 I loved you enough ... to be silent and let you discover that
 your new best friend was a creep.
I loved you enough ... to make you go pay for the bubble gum
you had taken and tell the clerk, "I stole this yesterday and
want to pay for it."
 I loved you enough ... to stand over you for two hours while you
cleaned your room, a job that should have taken 15 minutes.
I loved you enough ... to let you see anger, disappointment and
tears in my eyes. Children must learn that their parents
aren't perfect.
I loved you enough ... to let you assume the responsibility for
your actions even when the penalties were so harsh they
almost broke my heart.
But most of all, I loved you enough ... to say "NO!"... when
I knew you would hate me for it.
Those were the most difficult battles of all.
I'm glad I won them, because in the end you won, too.

And someday when your children are old enough to understand
the logic that motivates parents, you will tell them.............
Was your Mom mean? I know mine was. We had the meanest
mother in the whole world! While other kids ate candy for
breakfast, we had to have cereal, eggs, and toast. When
others had a Pepsi and a Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat
sandwiches. And you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner
that was different from what other kids had, too.
Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times. You'd
think we were convicts in a prison. She had to know who our
friends were, and what we were doing with them. She insisted
that if we said we would be gone for an hour, we would be gone
for an hour or less. We were ashamed to admit it, but she had
the nerve to break the Child Labor Laws by making us work.
We had to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn to cook,
vacuum the floor, do laundry, empty the trash and all sorts of
cruel jobs. I think she would lie awake at night thinking of more
things for us to do. She always insisted on us telling the truth
the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. By the time we were
teenagers, she could read our minds.
Then, life was really tough! Mother wouldn't let our friends just
honk the horn when they drove up. They had to come up to the
door so she could meet them. While everyone else could date
when they were 12 or 13, we had to wait until we were 16.
Because of our mother we missed out on lots of things other kids
experienced. None of us have ever been caught shoplifting,
vandalizing other's property or ever arrested for any crime.
It was all her fault.
Now that we have left home, we are all educated, honest adults.
We are doing our best to be mean parents just like Mom was.
I think that is what's wrong with the world today.
It just doesn't have enough mean moms



Love Hurts

copyright 2000 by Vicki Russell

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