Child, I allow you not to be excellent, but I dare not love you
In those years, did we, the post-70s and post-80s generation, feel similarly? Focus on your child and you'll end up as a "paid" or "free" babysitter. We gave everything for our children, and in the end we ended up living so miserably. Today, I want to tell you such a story about love and giving.
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I, Aunt Li, an ordinary woman born in 1965, have now reached the age of knowing fate. Before I retired, I was a teacher and my husband was a skilled worker in a factory. We live in a small town in the north, where the four seasons are distinct and the pace of life is leisurely.
My husband and I have worked hard and frugally all our lives to give our son a better future. We know that as parents, our greatest wish is to see our children succeed and live happily ever after. Therefore, we go to great lengths to provide our son's education in the hope that he will be able to get out of town and see the wider world.
The son lived up to expectations and was admitted to a university in another province, where he stayed to work after graduation. We are proud of him, but we are also deeply worried. My son lives in a big city with high housing prices and a stressful life. We felt sorry for him and decided to use our savings to pay him a down payment on a house.
I think it will make my son more relaxed. Unexpectedly, with the birth of our grandson, our lives once again fell into endless busyness. The son and daughter-in-law are busy with work, and the responsibility of taking care of the grandson naturally falls on our old couple. We became full-time nannies for our grandson, busy taking care of his daily life and taking care of his daily household chores.
We are tired of this life, but we dare not complain. Because we know that as parents and grandparents, we have a responsibility to the next generation. However, sometimes we also feel lost and confused, wondering if such an effort is worth it and whether we can truly gain the understanding and gratitude of our children.
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Today, I stand at the crossroads of my life, looking back on the past, with mixed feelings in my heart. Could it be that our generation can only be "paid" or "free" babysitters? Can our efforts and sacrifices really pay for their happiness and success?
Perhaps, this is a question worth pondering. And we look forward to hearing more voices from people to discuss this eternal topic of love and giving. So what do you think? Do you have similar experiences and feelings? Welcome to leave a message in the comment area to share, let us sing the praises of love and dedication together!
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Time flies, time flies. Our generation of post-70s and post-80s people always seems to sacrifice silently for their children until they are physically and mentally exhausted. Some say we are "paid" or "free" babysitters. Is such a label really accurate? Today, I want to tell a story of my own, a story of love, devotion, and anticipation.
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My name is Aunt Li, and I am an ordinary retired worker. Living in a small city in the Northeast, where the winters are long and cold, but people's hearts are unusually warm. My husband and I are both factory workers. We have been industrious and simple all our lives. We are willing to give everything for the sake of our son.
Our son has been our pride since he was a child. He is smart and studious, with excellent grades. We know the importance of education, so no matter how difficult life is, we will never give up on nurturing him. Later, he was admitted to university and walked out of the town. We are very happy for him.
After graduating, my son stayed in the big city to work, and his life was fast-paced and stressful. We felt sorry for him, so we used our savings to help him pay the down payment on the house. I hope he can have a stable home in the big city and live a happy life.
However, with the birth of a grandchild, our lives have changed again. The son and daughter-in-law are busy with work, and the responsibility of taking care of the grandson naturally falls on our old couple. We take care of our grandchildren full-time, and our days are busy and happy.
It's hard work, but it's worth it. Because we know that as parents and grandparents, we have a responsibility to the next generation. However, sometimes we also feel lost and confused, wondering if such dedication can really make our son feel happy and satisfied.
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Looking back, the contributions of our generation seem to have been obscure, but uncommendably determined. Are we really limited to "paid" or "free" babysitters for our children? Perhaps, this is a question worth pondering. But in any case, we are willing to give everything for the happiness of our children.
So, do you have similar experiences and feelings? On the road of love and giving, have you ever been lost and confused? Welcome to leave a message in the comment area to share, let's discuss this eternal topic together, and praise for love and dedication!