Last time I visited my parents they wanted very little of me, when it came to the garden, I just had to do two things mainly and those were just what dad wanted to do but had too bad sight to do, and I helped out. That may not have made the garden look anyway better, but it sure was making my dad happy. I cut some grass where it was hard to cut it and I shuffle some gravel-part of the garden...my mother also thought that it looked good and I think she thought that I did a good job. I was on the other hand more happy to clean up the kitchen and the toilettes instead because that makes me happier when I am angry or stressed out...and I even taught my mom a few tips...
I am so perfectly aware of my mom and dads situation and what they need and don't need and I also am mostly aware of what I can do and can't do...I said no to stand on a ladder and help out with something on a high level, mostly because of my back. So I don't just say no or yes without thinking about it when it comes to my parents...
This job was made this summer and I was showing my parents that there were new techniques that they could try out, and new ideas that they also could think about, trying to be the good daughter but giving them the power to know what to do and not to do, according to their situation. When I left I was exhausted and happy that I had shown my parents that I was adult enough to see things and act on it when I could and when I wanted to help. My main priority was to help out indoors with things that was too high to do. But I always asked if I was doing anything right and if they liked my job when I did it...mainly getting the good cheerfull approval and thankfullness that I so wanted when I was a child and never got the change to get.
I hope that my parents are happy that I have grown up to be the lady I am today and that they are proud of me handling things good even if I am not the best angel on earth.
But like I said before I am so happy that I live where I live, so I can choose when to go back and help and when to not help out. And I am also very happy to think about the positive sides about my relationship with mom and dad, trying so hard to act like the adult daughter that gives advice on the phone and helping out in that way with things they can do to improve their lives...I think I do so great here that I feel like a good daughter.
So yes why shall I feel like a bad daughter when I do what my parents what me to do, get a good education and eventually a good job after that. And then getting my own family with my boyfriend and live the good life on my side. I feel that my parents want the best for me, and if that means that I need to live my own life in a town a bit far apart from them, they understand and respect that.
Actually I've got a good pair of parents...
So why can't that friend of my father become a good friend and help out instead with the garden when I may do wrong because I can't understand what is right and wrong all the time when it comes to gardening? Why can't people understand that my parents need a adapted garden to their needs and their ability to take care of it, lots of grass and no gravel-parts and just a very few flower-decorated places...probobly just a few pots infront of the white house that is the neighbouring house, and then some flowers infront of the two enterence to the yellow house they themselves live in? An easy garden not too bad looking that they like?
Wow this went on and on and on...
Love Leelene
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