When I was in India, my friend and I were talking about our fondest memories. Like me, he too has eidetic memory and because we have known each other for couple of decades, a lot of our memories are shared. Hence I had to find memories that were unique to me. One of which was something I had written before. When my son was about 2 years old, I convinced him that I have eyes at the back of my head. In order to prove this particular theory, I would sit in front of the balcony sliding glass door and my son would stand behind me. I had to tell him what he was doing such as standing on one leg.. lifting left leg, hand etc…. pretty easy to do..I just had to look at the reflection on the sliding glass door. He used to search and search on my head to find where my third eye was.. it was so baffling.. and a mystery to him.
While I was describing this memory to my friend, my son came online on FB and was chatting with me and so I asked him
“What is your fondest memory of the time you spent with your mother”
My son replied, “mom, I have so many fond memories, but more than the memories, there is one thing that I appreciate the most”
“What is that?” I asked, a bit intrigued
He replied “Mom, from the time I was little to now, there is one thing I know, if I am right, you will always back me up, you will never let me down”
We all have choices.. a lot of us have gone through such horrific abuses that it is a miracle we are still alive. But the problem with being abused is that, it often continues to the next generation and then to the next..so on till someone makes a conscious effort to stop the flow of abuse. I never had anyone to back me up. Everything that one could do to destroy another’s life was done to me. But I had the choice. To be the horrible parent like the ones I had or to be the best I could ever be.
There is no validation greater than the appreciation your children have for you.. for being there for them.
I am happy.