honesty policy

most of my life i have had nothing to hide. yes, there was a time in highschool where my "whereabouts" were open to interpretation and when #atmyfriendshouse almost always meant #kissingmyboyfriendaloneathishouse. but other than that i have enjoyed what i have always thought was a healthy honest relationship with my parents. most of the time this works very well for everyone. they feel included in my life, i feel inclusive, they share, i share, we all feel bonded.

but sometimes we all hear a few things we aren't comfortable with, or that make us feel a little distress or worry. they hear that i don't always read my scriptures or eat my vegetables. i hear that it is hard at home for whatever the reason. one that is most common from either side of the conversation is that we aren't all smiles all the time, or maybe not even most of the time.

but here's my take. i love people by sharing. i feel love and connection from others when they share with me. how better to bond with my parents, especially as an adult, than sharing? if i keep things to myself, or shade things with pink, or "forget to mention" certain aspects of my life, especially the hard things, how can either of us benefit? with the sharing scenario they are offered 1) an opportunity to provide counsel and 2) feel included in their adult child's life. i am offered, even when i dont want it, 1) an opportunity to hear counsel, and more importantly 2) learn from their experience.

give and take. hurt and grow. in my book, those things are what make a relationship supportive, healthy and quite frankly worth having. but oh boy does that sometimes become hard. who knows, maybe i've got it all wrong. either way, i sure do love my parents. #sorryiliedinhighschool