Understanding and Tolerance

My mom never urged me to do anything.
She told me: ” Whatever you want to do in your life is your choice.” But she was not totally indifferent about my future. When I told her what I had planned out, she tried to help me to find and consider the best solution. When I was sixteen years old, I quit college. At that time I had been in the first semester. Then my mom told me:"This is your choice: if you want for all your life to clean offices I don’t have anything against it.” She usually said:" How You will make the bed that you will sleep in”.

I think my mom was very smart by giving me free choices, because if she had told me:” You have to go to college,” I probably would not do it anyway. Because today I know how person between fourteen-seventeen years old thinks about herself:” I am grown up enough and I know what I should do”. When I was eighteen years old, one day I told my mom:” I want to get married to my boyfriend this year.” She had a lot of arguments against that, the main was that I am too young. Finally, she said yes and at the same time she was cautioning me: “Whenever You have dark days in your life, remember not to tell me this is my fault, because this is your choice and I say yes only because I don’t want be against your happiness”. I went back to college, I felt enough grown up when I was 21 years old to start over again. Since that time, I have known how my mom was thinking about that decision during all these years. She was so happy; she helped me all the time, when I was in college. She paid for my study and she paid for many other things that I didn’t have to work, and I could have time to study. When I finished my studies she told me:” I knew it: you don’t give up although I let you do what you want to do.” Now that in perspective time I can say only:” Thank you, Mom thank you for bringing me up smart, thank you for helping me realize my purpose, thank you for your tolerance and understanding.”