The adolescent years are the most vulnerable and crucial years of a human being. It is where parents are needed the most as young teens decide on what to take in college, or get a job after graduating from high school, or when they are torn between deciding on certain aspects of life. The adolescent years are the years when emotions are in a roller coaster ride. These are the years that we parents are really needed the most.
One of my co-workers had to give up some hours of work as she has seen the changes in her family’s routines with her working full time. Her teenager she said lost somebody he can talk to and that her youngest was also feeling the same thing. She knew her teenager was on the verge of breaking down, so she made the decision to cut short her working hours for her family’s sake. They were falling apart, especially her adolescent. She is just lucky that her son is not into something bad and that they don’t need to go see a specialist for detox for opiate addiction. But still her teenager fell, and unfortunately, overdosed himself with several pain killers. My co-worker was devastated and when they were out of danger, she made sure she was there for her sons.
I don’t want that to happen to me, to my sons as well. That’s why when I get angry at them, especially with my eldest, I feel so guilty, I don’t want them to feel that I don’t love them when I am angry. I make sure that I talk to them that what they have done is not good and wrong. It is not easy to raise kids, but if we train them in the way they should go, when they are old, they will not depart from it. I know I have a long way to go, my boys are still 7 and 2 and a half, but when I think of their future and the days ahead of them, when I think of them going into the adolescent years, it gives me the creeps, it makes me anxious. I do not know what the future holds for them and in the society and culture that they will grow into, being there for them in those years is very vital. I am hoping and praying that my husband and I will still be able to teach and train them properly so that they will not get lost. With all these, I can only raise them up to God.
We all want to preserve the precious memories of our loved ones, but life we all know is short and that we never know when will leave this earth. Have you ever thought of saving a keepsake or an heirloom or maybe a letter for your kids or husband or parents and set a date on when these keepsakes or letters will be revealed and delivered at the perfect time, sort of a time capsule? Well now, with kairoslife we have the chance to save those memories forever and reveal them to our loved ones at the right time.
kairoslife founder recently lost a close friend who passed suddenly without warning and was again reminded of how quickly life can be taken away, at any age. He woke up one night with the idea of this site. He is a father of three and was thinking about the memories we want to keep forever – and how could they be stored, kept for the future, and delivered at just the right moment to have the greatest impact.
How does it work?
- Upload photos, videos or letters from your PC or mobile device to a “KairosMoment” which is the album or capsule that will be delivered to your loved one on a future date.
- Tag your loved ones to that Kairos Moment and set a reveal date when it will be delivered.
- As the reveal date approaches, if desired, other family members and friends can share their thoughts on that KairosMoment to add to the memories for that loved one.
- Then on the reveal date, the loved one will get an email notifying them of a Kairos Moment that has been unlocked.
I love the idea of saving and storing a precious memory, a keepsake or perhaps a letter for my boys and husband. If when I pass away before the final date of reveal, they will know that at the perfect time, even if I’ve gone ahead, I thought of them and will always think of them and love them.
Visit kairoslife.com and try this one out.
I’ve been given a few more hours at work and now that puts me in a dilemma. I am not complaining though, the extra hours at work means a few more cents in the bank account, BUT it has taken a few more hours away from my family, and for me who has a toddler who needs my attention, love, care and nurture, that is not so good.
I am torn every time I step out of our apartment, every time I kiss goodbye to my little boy and head off to work (especially when it’s a long shift). My heart says don’t go, but I have to, or else, we won’t have anything to eat. Hubby’s income is not enough, so I should work to augment our expenses. Okay, I admit, it makes me a little bit happy to see a few more hours in my schedule at work, but it makes me sad at the same time because I can’t spend that much time with my family anymore. Call me whatever, but for me, spending time with my boys are far more important than spending a little more time at work, even though I earn from that and it bring food to our table and I am able to help other people as well.
I know, it’s so hard, it just tears my heart apart. I like the fact that I earn a little more, but I loathe the time away from my family! It’s such an irony. But then I guess, I will have to live like this for a couple of years, until the little one is ready for school. Until then, I can finally say that I would love to work more hours to be able to help provide for my growing boys, but for now, my little boy needs me, and I feel guilty that sometimes I spend too much time facing my laptop (when I am at home) than teaching him what he has to learn.
It is such a dilemma.