days at the beach

Appreciation and respect are both learned and rarely taught correctly. I respected my mother after each time she whipped my bare ass when I messed up. I could work my father over, he was easy. But mother took no shit from anybody and father would have been useless without her. I learned to appreciate and respect my father over time. He was the balance through times of imbalance; some of which he created. Nonetheless the man never missed a day of work if he could help it. Mother worked also and took care of four kids all of whom were selfish no good bastards. I learned to respect my mother after I watched her stand up for me in front of many people. When she was finished, everything was better all around. Respect and appreciation is what we have to show those who mean the most just how much they mean to us. These two things take time so never rush to judge the young one's who still need to sit in the sun for a while.