The Rules of Life

I long to that day when I will sit with my son Wizzie and daughter Miley and teach them the rules of life. The rules which will define their one hundred years on earth. The rules which they will pass to their children, grandchildren and great grandchildren.

My children will grow up knowing that, God has to come first before anything else because when He is the head, everything else just falls in place. I will teach them how to pray at a very tender age. The Bible shall be their first novel. I will not have to follow them around so that they can go to church. Many of us neglect God and that’s why we tend to lose much in life.  

They will know that, in life you have to learn to give more and expect less to avoid disappointments. Many of us have suffered heartaches for having a tendency of just expecting and not trying to reciprocate. I have seen relationships where the role of communication is left to one party. Sadly, these relationships don’t last because just as patience runs out, love dies. I will not want my kids to go through these heartaches.

I will let my children know that, success is an individual’s effort. On this therefore, they shall have to down their tools to ensure they succeed in every endeavour of theirs. I will make them understand that, no one is responsible for their happiness but themselves and also that, in this life one doesn’t do things to please others. They will always have to follow their hearts and I will never interfere in their decisions except when necessary. I will not want them to blame me for anything off-putting in their lives. Mine will just be to guide them on the right path.

Wizzie and Miley will learn never to hate. They will also learn never to make decisions when angry, for anger is the worst catalyst that ruins great moments and relationships. They will learn to be discreet because in this world very few people care to understand your problems while others are just curious to know. I will encourage them to always be happy and not worry about the things they can’t control.  

My son will have to know that, a man is the head of the house.  I will want him to take care of her sister Miley and protect her against bullies. None of my kids will go through what I passed through in the hands of bullies. I remember a certain girl back in lower primary school asking me to open my mouth so that she could count my teeth only to spit saliva in my mouth. I just don’t know what I will do to anyone who will attempt to harass my kids. My son will also have to know that, real men don’t make women cry.

Miley on the other hand will have to assume her rightful place as the woman of the house. She will have to love her father and Wizzie as she will love her boyfriend and husband. Though she will have to understand that, when it comes to love girls are most vulnerable to heartbreaks for they love whole heartedly. On this then, it will be a must she follows her mum’s footsteps, by loving yet leaving some room to accomodate the heartache that might come by.

All in all, I will not want my kids to reiterate the faults I made. Mistakes are meant to open our eyes and give us experience in life and most of all, we are never meant to settle for second place, but the best. I love you Wizzie and Miley. Hope when you finally come to earth, you will be just as I see you in my dreams.