You’ve heard the familiar religious reference to “Honor your father and mother.” But what does it really mean? I love my parents. And they love me, too. We respect each other and our personal spaces. Not a day goes by when some bickering goes on. And for some family, that is considered normal and “part of life”.
Sometimes I imagine that I had a different home, a different set of parents and a different lifestyle that is healther to me. But my current bio/parental units is all that I’ve ever known and although they are not perfect and are getting on with age, I’m stuck with them.
You see, parents (who are still together, of course) are supposed to love each other until death. They came first before their children and/or grand-children. Of course, they can love their descendants but not to “get it on”.
For example, our distant relative, Nadia, told us that her honey, Gonzalo, is all that she will ever need. Her grandchildren are precious but only “up to there”: She pointed to her two cheeks and wanted to show us that their love and affections through hugs and kisses are nothing more than that her.
Anything beyond “taboo” is really supposed to be between a man and his wifey. their hearts really belong to their spouses. And that is where the grand/children should just “get out of the way” and learn to “shut-up”.
Eventually when these grand/children grow up and have families of their own, they will in turn find out that they are too busy with priorities and taking care/honoring/loving of their parents will become secondary.
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