I was reared up by truly, " old school" Grandparents.........meaning they were very strict!
There were lines that one simply did not dare to cross. Sometimes the lines were not clearly defined.
In 2 or 3 of my scariest situations, I found great compassion.
When, the only time, that I was in trouble at school, it was because I was in a physical fight to defend my younger sibling.
I was " afraid" to go home, but had no where else to go, so I went home, dread and fear, in every single footstep. Agony was my shadow.
What I expected, was the 'woodshed', though, I have never been there, it was a place of great fear.................
What I found was, " I am proud of you for taking care of your own".........
Now, that I am one of each of them.............I really do understand it better, now that I am older, and " one day " has arrived~~~~~~~~~