By Casey Grey
I look at my son and wonder how much he's going to remember.
I feel like I don't remember very much of my childhood. I don't know if this is bad or good. It's just my experience.
Let's do a little exercise.
What do I remember of my childhood?
Wow... I guess I do remember a lot. The list goes on. I also know that there's a lot I'm forgetting though.
What's interesting is that the good memories were coming to mind. Was everything sunshine, unicorns and rainbows when I was growing up? No. But those memories do not come naturally to me for some reason. I remember:
As I've grown older I have had many more bad experiences but I don't really classify them as "bad". They are experiences that I do not wish on anybody but I am glad I experienced them because they have made me who I am today. For now though, I'm focusing on my childhood.
So what have I learned in doing this exercise?
Kudos to you, mom and dad. You seem to have cultivated quite the positive mindset and gave me an exceptional childhood. You allowed me the freedom to find myself but also gave me a healthy amount of structure. You pushed my limits but also offered a safe place. Most importantly, you engrained values into me that have guided my life. Honour, Fun and Mastery can be traced back to you.
I hope Natasha and I do the same for Sullivan.
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