Love never dies.

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Raising a child is not an easy task, and sometimes parents are desperate. Sometimes we do not know how to make every effort to strengthen them, motivate them, or just be by their side.

Sometimes we find that we are too tired. Perhaps it is harder to raise a child than they say and our personal situation does not help.

Remember, however, that your child has been born since birth to experience your affection and experience with you.

“Children give us an intensive course on how we can love someone more than ourselves, how can we correct our worst faults to be the best example for them and learn to have courage?”

-José Saramago-

You already know that life is complicated and if you rely on their unconditional love, you can stay strong. Tell them through kisses, words or looks – no matter what message is transmitted. You may need encouragement today, so we are dedicating the following text to all fathers and mothers caring for their children. They are your love and for the rest of us they are our future.

“A father forgets”

“Listen, son, if I tell you, while you sleep, put your little hand under your cheek, stick your blond curls to your face.

I came alone to your room. A few minutes ago, reading the newspaper in the library, I felt a wave of remorse that drowned me. Guilty, I came to you …

That’s what I thought, son: I was mad at you.

I cursed you for not wiping your shoes. I yelled at you to drop something on the floor.

I also insulted you at breakfast. You have reversed things. You did not swallow your food carefully. You put your elbows on the table. You give too much butter on your bread.

And when you left to play and I was about to get on the train, you came back and you waved: “Bye, dad!”

When it was the afternoon, it happened again. Approaching the house, I saw you on your knees and played in the street. They had holes in their socks. I humbled you in front of your friends by making you go home with me.

Socks are expensive, and if you have to buy them yourself, you pay more attention. Think, kid, if a parent says that.

Do you remember later, when I read in the library and you came shy with a persecuted expression? When I looked up from the paper impatiently, you hesitated at the door.

“What do you want now?” I said sharply.

“Nothing,” you answered, but you ran to me and threw your arms around my neck and kissed me, and your little arms stretched out with a love that God created in your heart and that others did not can not ignore.

And then you went up the stairs very quickly.

Okay, my son: It was a little later when I pulled the paper out of my hands and had a terrible fear. What habit did I have?

The habit of finding errors, blaming them; So I rewarded you because you were a child. It’s not that I did not love you. I was expecting too much of you. And I compared you to the rule of my older years.

And there is so much good and beautiful and just in your character. Your little heart is as big as the sun rising on the hills.

That’s what you showed with your spontaneous urge to run and kiss me tonight. Just tonight, my child. I came to your bed in the dark and I was kneeling in front of you, embarrassed.

This is a bad explanation. I know you would not understand these things if I said woke up.

But tomorrow I will be a real father. I will be your friend and I will suffer if you suffer and I laugh if you laugh. I’m going to bite my tongue when it comes to saying impatient words. I will not do more than tell myself as if it were a ritual: “He is only a child, a small child.”

I’m afraid to present you as a man.

But I see you now, my son, curled up and asleep in bed, I see you’re still a baby. Yesterday, you were in your mother’s arms, with your head on your shoulder.

I asked too much, too much … ”

Livingston Larned

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