Friday, August 24, 2012
Did she know if her parents had dreams? Her mother was an opera singer at one time in her life, she was in the waves, and once having met her father, came the sacrifice of giving up what she wanted for what they choose to do. Be together, have a family, and do for that family what most in todays society do not respect or cherish.
There was always give and take, never one sided. Her father did everything for her mother and his children, and her mother did everything for her father. Mature enough to realize that the choice they made was for life. Vows were taken seriously, no matter where the road lead them. There were not terms like drama, or self gratification. They valued what they had, in each other and in thier children. What god threw at them was life, and they lived it to the fullest.
Her mother sang in the local choir's, at the civic center's and in the different churches they attened over the years. Never did she hear her say, she wished she had followed a different path. Never was there a regret, at least none that was shown or taught to her young family that she may have wanted things differently. She was blessed and happy with her life.
At one point in time, she heard her father mention he had always wanted a motorcycle. He did not say it with regret in his voice, it was just a statement to him, because he knew on a level that most do not understand that the choices he had made, had taken him down a road where everything that was done in his life was done for the people around him, not for himself.