My Legacy

If some parents would give education as their legacy to their children…or some would give them money and material bliss…, I am giving my children the gift of a FAMILY.

Someday, when I am no longer here…my children would realize how much I have fought for them…how much I have tried protecting them and shielding them, so that they grew up still having a family they can proudly call their own.

That in exchange for the tears, I silently cried…I have brought them up in the love and warmth of a family….that they have a dad and a mom who watched them grow and who inculcated in them nothing but respect, peace and love, not to mention the happy and special moments we spent together… which my son would proudly call “our family tradition.”

I repeatedly told my closest friends who had given me a hand as I walked through the toughest times of my life that I can always choose to walk away…I can choose to just live my life all over again…But then, what would become of my children? They would wander from here and there? They would be like robots who will just have to adjust to an arrangement they never chose. Or they would be forced to accept and understand a distorted reality conveniently chosen by their parents who would explain to them from time to time in their moments of sadness that what transpired were for their best interest?

Worst, that they, in the long run, would also grow up not having respect for families and not recognizing boundaries…that they would also move on with their lives not minding if they have caused pain to other families?

No, I do not want my children to grow up in the midst of bitterness and misery.

I want them to embrace the gift of a family, a good dad and a mom…who will do anything just to protect them.

As for myself, I want to embrace and keep the promise I have made to Him who has given me this gift.

If this is all that I have to do even until the end of my life…I will gladly say---Yes Lord…Here I am…Use me to teach them how you would want a family should be.

(Note: I am simply speaking from my own point of view. I do not intend in any way, to undervalue the brave decisions other women would make especially those that went through worst. Abusive relationships are a different thing.)