Precious Living

Mum likes to describe me as a Happy-Go-Lucky girl. She says that when I was a child, I was a joy to care for and I loved to please.

We would play games together; Mum would even hide under the bed to jump out and scare my socks off when I get home from school.

But when I became a teenager, I started questioning my parents’ authority. I would vehemently argue with my mum as I silently disagree with my dad.

Whenever I dislike their opinion, I would walk away.

I would stomp to the room and slam the door shut. The walls would vibrate at the bang as I thought to myself,

“THAT SHOULD SHOW THEM HOW I FEEL!”

I would throw myself onto the bed and cry into the pillow. I wouldn’t care that Dad is banging at the door.

“NOBODY UNDERSTANDS! NOBODY CARES HOW I FEEL!”

Looking back, I was so dumb to walk away.

Had I been courageous, I would have calmly shared my differing view.

Had I been intelligent, I would have formulated a persuasive and rational argument that clearly explains my view.

Instead, I chose to walk away. Walking away is not just a sign of teenage rebellion. It is a show of rejection. It must have cut Mum and Dad very deep. It is not easy to be parents, is it?

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