If I had to describe my childhood in a single word, I’d say secure.
That security came from the blessing of parents who loved each other and their children. They set us boundaries and made us face consequences when we crossed them. They didn’t preach but instilled in us their Christian values by practising them. They taught by example the importance of honesty, the necessity for, and rewards from, hard work, and to treat others as we wished to be treated.
Ours was a single-income household and we weren’t rich in material terms but the lack of things was more than compensated for by the gifts of time and experiences our parents shared with us.
I am very aware that not every child had those blessings then and that more lack them now.
Today, and every day, I am grateful to my parents and for a secure and loving upbringing.