Parent's Love

Author's Note: This is a creative piece about parents and how we should be thankful for them. Enjoy!

Since the day I was born my parents have been there for me and respected me even if I had yet to take my first steps. If they raised their voice to me it was just because they loved me and wanted to protect me. I decided to write my essay on parents because there isn’t anything that can add up enough to fully thank them for what they do for us. They love you unconditionally and never stop, even if you push their buttons.

When I was two years old we were on vacation in Texas and I became very ill. I was diagnosed with e-coli,  a disease you can get eating meats that are poorly cooked or when your intestines are blocked. For me, my intestines were clogged and I was just a toddler. Through every poke of a needle or injection of medication, my parents were both there holding my hand. I grew healthier and defeated the illness when the doctors weren’t sure if I would make it. After I was better again life went on and everything was back to normal. Suddenly, e-coli crept back into our lives like the itsy bitsy spider going back up the spout.  Well down came the rain to completely wash my family and I out! My parents were tired and scared, we were entering yet another nightmare. Once again my parents kept fight for me because I was too young to fight myself. All I knew was that there were mean people who kept poking me with something that was painful and that my stomach hurt. They fought for me because I couldn’t and that means a lot to me.

They haven’t only been there for me when I was hurting or ill. Parents are always there to watch every recital, game, concert, musical, even backyard play put on by you and the kids in the neighborhood. When I was Sharpay or Annie, or even when I was one of the angels that just Christmas carols the whole show,  they were in the audience every night. They’ll be the ones with the old video camera not taking their eyes off you for a second. Parents do everything they can to let you know they love you. Sometimes they may do a little too much to let you know, but I love them for that.

When moms and dads  do accessibly say “I love you pumpkin!” Or in my case, “I love you my fuzzy bunny,” I don’t know why that’s my nickname, that’s just parents being parents. They were made to wipe the peanut butter from the corner of your mouth, even if you’re a seventeen year old! Or do their best to make conversation when you don’t want to talk. My point I’m trying to get across in this essay is I am very thankful for the all the times my mom has wiped my face off or came up and tickled me while I was watching T.V or when my dad picked me up swung me around. It’s not going to last forever and soon you’ll have a husband or wife and kids of your own that you have to take care of. Then in your mind something will click and you’ll think, when they were doing all those things that annoyed me they did it because they loved me.

Since they do love you so much, there will be much more wiping peanut butter from  your mouth or yelling in public,  “I love you honey, be safe!” Be sure to show them how much you appreciate them sometimes by telling them you love them or even just a hug. They love it, I promise. Parents love nothing more than their own children coming up to them with a big hug. So let them cuddle you and love on you, because they deserve it .