Planned Parenthood.

Planned Parenthood is in the news lately and I am wondering, what exactly is Planned Parenthood ? Is it really as the name suggests it is? Can one really plan and be prepared for parenthood? Certainly, you can plan their arrival into this world suitable to your needs but can you really plan the situations or circumstances they would be born under? You could probably plan which school they would attend, where you will take a vacation with them but can you really plan a parenthood? You can teach them right from wrong , teach them to respect other human beings, make them aware of all the existing world problems; after that they are on their own. You would think and hope that you have given them enough tools to face the world, taught them the skills they would need to survive. But once they are out in the open world, they will make choices, decisions based on their own experiences, those experiences will teach them more and make them equipped for better or for worse to face more situations. And all one can do is "hope". Children follow and imitate what they see, so if you have been good then they most likely would turn out to be good however there is a slim chance that they might not. As soon as they are born, you start thinking about them, their future, one only learns the meaning of “a parent” when they themselves are the parents, only then you truly understand what it is to be a parent, the definition of the word, the responsibilities it comes with, what your own parents went through to raise you, what sacrifices they made or how privileged you were. You just hope your children will be the law abiding citizens, that they will help another human being when they are in need, that they will know when someone is trying to take an advantage of them and that they will understand fellow human being’s pain and suffering but won’t get hurt themselves . As a parent one can only hope….my ramblings on this Sunday!

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