It’s only when children become independent and begin to live their own lives that we as parents look back at our own life and either look back at those memories fondly, or come to realise how bad our life has really been.
I have never chosen to live my life through my children, just because I didn’t have the opportunity to have my own positive experiences, my life is my life, but I still can’t seem to help looking back. I think what’s true is that we want and crave for what we didn’t have, particularly when we see that others have it.
On the days where I feel strong and in control, these thoughts don’t come to mind, but unfortunately today isn’t one of them. I’ve felt better.