Missing Your Parents-Thank You For The Memories
I Miss You Mom And Dad
I am here writing this article, and you are here reading it, all because of our parents that brought us all here into this world we now live on.
Missing your parents is something all of us do each and everyday once our parents have passed away and have gone to meet their Creator. I continue each day to thank them for the memories, and for bringing me up to be a fine, caring, loving, kind and gentle man. They taught me so much in my upbringing, and I thank them for that, and always will until the time I will see them once more in the Heavens above.
I was truly blessed to have such wonderful, kind and loving parents. It is unfortunate though that many children grow up without the love and care from their parents. It really saddens me to see that happen in any child's life.
I remember like it was yesterday of all the wonderful things my parents did with me and my younger sister. I feel so blessed and I treasure each fond memory of my childhood, and even through my adulthood until they both passed away. The memories will last a lifetime.
Having such parents to be proud of, and having parents like mine that brought my sister and I up learning, respecting, loving, caring, and compassion to all of mankind is a true gift of life and a life lesson from my parents.
This is what really bothers me, that so many children never had that bringing up like we did in our younger years of life, and it truly hurts them for the rest of their lives. The memories of their childhood is something they rather not remember, and I think that is horrible.
These children, some abused, mistreated and not loved are by the same parents that brought them into this world and will effect them all though their life. I know there is nothing that anyone of us can do, but to pray for all those children that have had a horrible life.
These children never asked to be born. They are so innocent at birth, and it is the parents job and responsibility to raise their children the way they deserve to be raised, and not be abused, hated, unloved or resented that they are here on Earth.
My Loving Parents
Back To My Wonderful Bringing Up
I got off the subject a little bit talking about other children and how they are brought up, but here are the memories I remember just like it was yesterday.
See, when you have had such a wonderful childhood, as my sister and I had, you don't mind telling the world and bragging about the greatest parents anyone could ever want in a lifetime. So here are my fond memories to share with you.
I was reading my baby book just yesterday when I took some boxes of pictures out of my storage unit, and fond so many precious photos and my baby book that my parents kept up all the years I was growing up.
It read, they took me on my first Christmas vacation to Florida at eight months old. My dad made a little play pen that would find in the back seat of their car and made it so that I would be nice and comfy for that 1200 mile trip. From that first Christmas vacation to Florida, they made sure it was one of my sister's and my big gift from Santa.
It was now a family tradition to head South to the sunny State of Florida. Ever since those trips to Florida I have to this day the love and desire to live in Florida one day.
As I got older each year I enjoyed that trip to Florida as one of my Christmas gift. I am not here to brag about by no means, I just want to show how my parents went to any length to make my sister and I happy and to have something to remember for the rest of our lives and they did just that. I smile as I write this right now, because the memories are flashing right before my eyes at this moment.
My Dad's Passions Past Down to Me
As far as my parents go, my Mom was fortunate enough to be able to stay home her entire life of marriage to my Dad and used that time to to love, care and bring my sister and I up to be respectable citizens and adults in the future years.
She loved to keep a clean house and to be able to cook three delicious meals each and everyday. My Mom enjoyed keeping house and spending that quality time with my sister and I.
When Dad got home each night from work dinner was cooked and ready on the table at 5pm each day. Back then, meaning in the 50"s and 60's, as many of you may know and have done, the entire family sat down at the dinner table together and talked about how their day went and what were the plans for tomorrow. I think with all the rushing and having some much to do as parents, working two jobs for some, or having the Mother and Father both working makes it difficult to sit down all together which is such a shame. The hustle and bustle of life. What a huge difference today is compared to the 50's and 60's isn't it?
My dad had many passions in his life and the main passion was, the passion of flying his plane every chance he had. Mom was not to fond of flying and I guess I take after her, because I don't like flying whatsoever.
My dad always asked me, "Mark why don't you want to go up flying with me?" I was scared to death of heights and still am till this day. Today, I feel so bad that my dad wanted to teach his one and only son how to fly, but I just wasn't interested in it. I wish I would of took him up on it, and spent that quality with him and to be able to learn to fly in the process.
Dad's Next Passion In His Life:
My dad also had a passion of restoring antique cars, and after restoration he and I went to every antique car show we could. Boy those memories are so great, and I treasured them to this day.
I remember the day and night before the show, Dad and I prepared to car in hopes to win a trophy in the car show. To be honest we won a trophy at ever show, many 1st place and other were 2nd place. He restored Ford Model T's and Model A's and believe me you could come your hair in the refection of that paint with about 13 coats of paints and clear if I remember correctly. I maybe wrong with those figures.
My Mom would get up about 3 AM to get our lunches and snacks together, and to get us up in time to be on the road at about 4:30 or 5 AM. I have to tell you that we were pulled over many times on the Pennsylvania Turnpike by Troopers, for going TOO SLOW! I think the top speed was about 40 MPH with those beauties.
The bonding with Dad was something I will treasure for the rest of my life, not to say how much I learned by watching and helping Dad restore those antique cars.
Passion Number Three-Boating
Ever since I was a young child my mom and dad always had some kind of boat for my sister and I to enjoy at our Sea Shore house on Long Beach Island. I was just thinking now while writing this, "I HAD ONE HECK OF A GREAT CHILDHOOD!"
At first we started off with a 12 foot row boat and went up from there as I got older. My Dad and I took many Coast Guard Safety classes, and went on to Navigation classes which we used for all the week to two week long boating trips in the Chesapeake Bay.
Next was a 20 foot Cabin Cruiser with a little porta potty which was a great thing on those day out fishing with my sister and Dad for hours on end bringing back our blow fish catch for mom to cook and make us a awesome meal.
As far as the boat trips, each year we would take a different friend of mine with us for him to have a great time on the bay as I had for many years. Yes, when I became older those innocent boat trips seemed to turn into drinking trips, which didn't help me at all, since many of you know from all my hubs and blogs I had a horrible time with alcohol for many years and was addicted to alcohol until I surrendered and stopped drinking on October 27, 2009.
Here is the thing about that. I wish so bad my parents could see me now clean and sober. My Mom and Dad begged me to stop drinking alcohol or at least slow it up somewhat. Now I am sober, and if they knew and saw me now, and what I have accomplished over the few years they would be so proud of me. I am sure they see me from the Heavens above right?
Well here this only some of the fond memories I have about my childhood and my loving parents. I could on forever, but it would be millions of words and picture to tell you everything.
I hope you enjoyed my memories with me and thank you for reading. Feel free to leave a comment if you like. I will see you again with my next hub.
Our Shore House That I Grew Up With
My Daughter And My Dad Ready To Take Off
My Children All Grown Up
Although My Parents Are Gone I Am Blessed To Now Have Grandchildren
© 2013 Mark Bruno
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