I want to tell you about the epiphany that came to me at a late age. Unfortunately, I realized some very unpleasant things, but better late than never.
I realized why I was living alone at seventy. My children have not spoken to me for 10 years, and my grandchildren do not even know that I live in the world. Why did this happen?
Because only in my old age did I realize that I had lived my life in the wrong way and had done many things that I now regret. But you can’t go back in time!
I always thought of my children as irrational “chickens. I tried to teach them, to point them in the right direction, to tell them how to live their lives correctly. If my children did not do well, I emphasized their failures, uttering my favorite phrase: “I told you, if you had listened to your mother, things would have been different.
I was always sticking my nose into the children’s personal lives and everything they did. It seemed to me that without me they could not solve anything on their own. I could make rude remarks even in public, in front of guests and relatives.
Gradually my children began to drift away from me, and now we were complete strangers. I was not even informed about the birth of my granddaughter, I found out about it from strangers.
I tried to establish contact, calling, writing, but all to no avail. The children said:
“If we are so stupid, then communicate with smarter people. What do you need us for?”
My later discovery is that children should always be treated as full-fledged adults. They need a mother who will always understand, support them, bake them a delicious pie and give them tea.
You should not interfere in children’s private affairs. It’s their life, they have the right to decide how they want to go through life. Now I’m alone. And what good is it if I’m so smart?
Appreciate your children, otherwise you’ll be all alone in your old age.