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A parent is grateful to have been a dealt a difficult child for in this she has the opportunity to test the boundaries of her love.

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This poem reminded me of difficulties my parents had over my brother's mental illness. During one of manic episodes, my father could have been seriously hurt. It put tremendous strain on...

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Thank God For The Difficult Child

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Published: February 2006

The difficult teen will do things their own way, in their own time, regardless of your wishes or schedule.
The good teen will do what you ask, when you ask, even though they may complain a little.
It's easy to love a good child.

The difficult teen will try your patience and understanding every day.  They will challenge the depths of your love, the core of your soul numerous times throughout each day, until you wonder if you have any strength left.
The good teen will try your patience and understaning from time to time. They will challenge your ability to see just how many extracurricular activities you can cram into each day, until you wonder if you have any energy left.
It's easy to love a good child.

The difficult teen will sneak out of the house at night to buy drugs, only to have the police knock at your door at 3am on a work night so you can come down to the station to pick them up. They've been arrested.
The good teen will sneak out of the house at night (on a weekend) to TP the soccer coach's house after a big win, only to go back to the coaches house the next morning.  To help clean up.
It's easy to love a good child.

The difficult teen will skip school, even when you drop them off out front and watch them walk inside.  No matter how hard a parent tries to help or force a child, the difficult teen may not graduate from High School.  The difficult teen won't be going off to college.
The good teen might consider skipping a class or two, but doesn't want to get caught. A parent doesn't have to make an effort to keep a good kid in school. The good teen ponders which college they should attend.
It's easy to love a good child.

The difficult teen is often withdrawn from family.  They don't smile alot, they don't get real enthusiastic about much. A parent's heart breaks a little more every day.
The good teen is often tells family about things that happened during their day.  They smile and laugh alot, and are enthusiastic about alot of things. A parent's heart soars a little more every day.
It's easy to love a good child.

So many people give up on the difficult teen.  Write them off as being unworthy of their efforts.  Distrust, because they don't understand.  Give up because it's the easiest thing to do.
So many people cheer for the good teen.  Try to help them in any way they can. Trust them, because it's not hard to do so.  Encourage them to succeed because they seem to want to.
It's easy to love a good child.

It's easy to love the good teen.  The parent's of them, thank God their life is going as planned.  That they have good children to love. Sure, a parent loves their good teen unconditionally. But they haven't really had to put that to the test.  They haven't had to test the limits of their understanding and forgiveness.  Their souls and faith are intact because they haven't been shattered. Do they realize that the most important things in life are the little things? The path of the good teen may not be exactly what a parent would have chosen, but they know that everything will turn out all right.
I thank God that you have a good child.

It's not easy to love the difficult teen.  But I thank God for them, for without the difficult teens, how can we possibly understand what unconditional love really is?  How would we know just how deeply we can love, and how easily we can forgive?  How would we otherwise test the endurance of our souls, the depths of our faith?  How else would we realize just how strong we really are?  How else would we know what is TRULY important in life.
The path of the difficult teen may not be what a parent would have chosen, but it is the hand that they were dealt.
I thank God that I have a difficult child.

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  • Judy Nam by Judy Nam
  • 8 months ago

This poem reminded me of difficulties my parents had over my brother's mental illness. During one of manic episodes, my father could have been seriously hurt. It put tremendous strain on whole family, but my father always stoically tried to carry the burden all by himself. As my brother became totally dependent on my father, he tried to make sure he could take care of him well into the future without the support from others. Such a sense of responsibility made him desperately hanging onto his business well beyond his retirement age. As his business started to decline, he started to develop severe depression and struggled for three years before passing away 9 years ago. Luckily, my brother got better after his death and still worships him for never giving up and paying the ultimate price of unconditional love. Gradually, I am getting over my sadness and seeing the amazing legacy of my father. I am trying to imitate my father's unconditional love toward my brother, but I know it will take a while.

  • Jane by Jane
  • 1 year ago

I think all parents of teens should read this poem. It will console them. At least we are not alone in this world with difficult teens.

  • Monica by Monica, La Mirada
  • 5 years ago

It's amazing how God answers your prayers. I too am a mother to a beautiful inside and out difficult teen. If she would only see herself in the way we do, love herself half as much as we do, she would be much happier. We have been going through such a difficult stage this whole year. This past week I had felt like I had no more strength to keep hope alive. I am losing my hair and developing high blood pressure due to the stress level I'm under that I thought you know what I can't do this anymore. Not that I would ever quit on her but I was thinking of not being as present anymore because it's making me sick. This poem made me realize God has made me earn the love of this child, unlike my oldest. She was a walk in the park and although I love her to pieces and her love gives me strength. My difficult child has taught me to savor the good moments, ignore the not so good ones and hope for better days on really bad days. To the writer, thank you so much for bringing me back to the light.

  • Wendy by Wendy
  • 10 years ago

This was sent to me by my almost 20 year old daughter Ashley. She forwarded me this poem with a note that read, "Thanks for not giving up on me". When I read it, I cried. Not tears of sadness but tears of joy because no matter how hard the road has been with Ashley, I couldn't love her more. I'm very proud of my difficult teen. Sure, she's made mistakes and I'm sure will continue to. But in spite of it all, she's beautiful on the inside and out.

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