Parent-child relationships can be difficult sometimes. But some people seem to have won the genetic lottery, as their wonderful mothers and fathers are always ready to help. Their stories are heartwarming and make us want to hug our loved ones as tightly as possible.
Story 1:
My son is about to turn 13. A year ago, I decided to clear the balcony of junk and, at the same time, teach my son how to earn money in a legal way. I installed a marketplace app on his phone and showed him how to use it.
We agreed that he would keep all the money he earned, but he would have to conduct all negotiations himself. Over the following months, he sold bicycles, old plumbing fixtures, dead phones, a scooter, a blanket, etc. With the money raised, my son bought a new phone.
As a result, he learned how to talk to strangers and explain some details about the things he was selling. I instilled in him the knowledge that he owns what he’s earned and that he decides how to spend his own money. I instilled willpower in him to save money, not to run and spend it immediately on all sorts of goodies. Oh, and I also cleared the balcony. © nkeladib / Pikabu
Story 2:
I was building my house. That day, I didn’t have time to change my clothes and went home as I was, wearing an old leather jacket, work trousers, and old boots, all covered with dust with week-old stubble on my face and my hands stained with paint. I’m walking, looking like this, in an underpass, and a well-dressed mom and a similarly well-dressed little boy are walking toward me.
The toddler, however, doesn’t want to behave and loudly resents another parental request. At this point, his mom sees me, leans over to her son, and says, “Look at this man… Well, here we are, I think. And you can’t show your university degree to everyone around to prove that the first impression is sometimes deceptive, and you should not judge people by their appearance.” Then the mother continues, “If you eat well, you’ll be as big and strong as this man.”
They passed by, and I walked the rest of the way smiling like a kid who just got a huge bucket of ice cream. © Snakecatcher / Pikabu
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Mom noticed red lipstick on Dad’s collar. Didn’t say anything. A couple of days later, she found marks from foundation on his sleeve, and then she got furious. She gave Daddy a hard time.
He admitted he was taking makeup classes, which made Mom even more furious. But Daddy showed he wasn’t lying by doing my makeup! Dad proved his point and said, “I have 3 daughters. I have to be a good father to them and be able to do everything!” © Ward #6 / VK
Story 5:
A week before my wedding, I found out that my fiancé was cheating on me. In tears, I came to my mom for advice. She, of course, supported me, but convinced me not to cancel the wedding, saying that everything had already been paid for, and I’d feel ashamed in front of our families. I can take revenge on him later.
I agreed, even though this didn’t seem right. The wedding day was the worst day of my life. And just before walking down the aisle, my dad noticed how I felt, pulled me aside to talk, and I confessed there.
He put his arm around me and said, “The main thing is that you’re happy, and everything else doesn’t matter. Let’s tell him goodbye together.” I told that prick what I thought about him and walked away with my head held high. And my dad said, “That’s my girl!” © Caramel / VK
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