Mother knows best.
If you’re a thirteen-year-old in high school (like I was before), you might disagree with this. I used to never listen to what my mom was telling me. Let’s just say I liked doing what she specifically told me not to do, but I swear I was a good kid (you can ask her!).
But as we grow older and are made to face adulthood on our own, we remember some of our parents’ advice that would have made our lives a lot better if we only followed them. Here are 5 of my “Mom was right” moments.
1. Never skip afternoon siestas.
Remember when you used to sneak out when your parents put you to bed for your afternoon nap? It’s only now that you’re an adult can you feel the instant regret. Sometimes when you get swamped with work, have to stay late, and caffeine just doesn’t cut it—you’d get to count all the hours you could’ve slept for when you were still a youngster. If I could talk to my younger say, I’d say sleep while you can, while you still have the chance!
2. Look before you fall.
This advice can transcend from a simple playtime reminder to a piece of actual life advice. I didn’t look before I fell back then and so I ended up having a scraped knee and some bruises. In life, it’s just the same. We need to learn to calculate risks before a decision because some choices don’t result in just bruises. Sometimes, it’s not just your knee at stake, it can be your job, important relationships, or family ties—things that a bandaid could not patch up.
3. Spend time with the family.
I’ve had to learn the hard way that this is true in a hundred different levels. When I was in high school and in college, I NEVER went straight home from school. If I have somewhere else—anywhere else—I can go to, then you’d definitely find me there. I didn’t like spending time at home. If I do go home, I want to do it so I can go straight to sleep. As much as possible I tried to avoid interactions with members of the family. It was, to me, my form of rebellion.
However, when we lost dad early last year, that changed for me. My only regret was that I wasn’t able to spend more time with him. We’ll have all our years to do stuff we need to do, but the family consists of different people with different timelines. You never really know when the last chance would be to laugh with them or eat good food together. I wish I’d have known this sooner, but it’s never too late to start.
4. Don’t talk to strangers…
…and choose who you trust. When we’re young, we tend to be naive and think that everyone has the best intentions for us. It’s good to always look for the good in others too, of course, but it doesn’t hurt to be cautious. Mom always told me I can be friends with a lot of people and there’s nothing wrong with that, but trust only those who you know would be there for you when you’re not at your best, and who wouldn’t be your Pilate when you make mistakes.
5. Put things back where you got them.
I tend to lose my things when I was a kid so my mom would always tell me to put things back where I got them. I wasn’t very organized back then and I still am not, but I took this advice to heart. When I feel overwhelmed by things in life I would ask myself, “What brought you in this situation in first place?”, then I’d be reminded of my goals and motivations, and be able to sort things out. Then they wouldn’t be as overwhelming anymore. What seemed like impossible tasks would turn out to be easy if I only did it step by step.
Sometimes most of us would experience the same. We tend to get pressured and overwhelmed, and we forget why we started in the first place. But instead of letting the pressure eat us up, let us take deep breaths and think things through, break them down into smaller subtasks and just go through it step by step. Remembering this advice always takes me back to square one.
Bonus! #6. If you’re gonna use it tomorrow, look for it today. But I guess we can all agree that if mom can’t find it, then it’s gone forever. There’s no getting it back! I’m still trying to follow these pieces of advice because I believe it’s never too late to start. After all, we never grow old in the eyes of our parents. They’d love us now, the same way they loved us when we were little kids.