One evening a while back, I was sitting around with friends after a Calgary Stampeder football game when one of them said, “All we want for our kids is that they have a better life than us, right?”
Actually, when I think about my life, I have to wonder whether it is possible for my kids to have a better one. Mine’s been pretty darn good. I’ve always had a roof over my head and never gone hungry. Most importantly, I’ve always felt loved.
My sisters and I were fortunate to be born in this time and place.
- Canadian women experience more equality than most women in the world. As a woman, I dress as I please, govern my own decisions and run my own life. Who could want more for their daughter?
- Especially here and around Calgary, we breathe fresh air and drink fresh water. We have opportunities for an active lifestyle, ongoing education and gainful employment. And our kids get the same.
- We can pick up our passports and travel freely to learn appreciation for other cultures and our home.
Growing up –
- We used our imaginations to make something out of nothing. We played school, house and store in someone’s basement or out in the backyard.
- We spent lots of time outdoors, exploring the woods, skiing, skipping or swinging in the park.
- We had a mother who cooked healthy meals at home.
- Eating out was a real treat. And when we did eat out, we used social skills to enhance the experience – manners and conversation.
- Our vacations were dedicated family time at the lake or out on the west coast.
- We grew up developing interactive relationships with friends. A date meant focusing on getting to know one another, in person.
I’ve never really wanted a better life for my kids. It’s like an unconscious habit of my generation to say so.
I’m sure the saying was passed down to us from previous generations who experienced the outfall of World War II and The Great Depression. They did without, scrimped, worried about where the next dollar would come from and how they’d feed their families. They really did want to make life better for their children.
I’m aware that not everyone shares my perspective or experience. Maybe you do want a better life than yours for your kids. But, if Buddy and Princess can say they’ve had a life as good as mine, I’ll be happy. And so should they.