Viveyan’s Story

That’s easy it’s Whanau. My Whanau especially my husband my backbone my warrior my soulmate my lover my friend.  My tamariki who are an extension of ourselves, and of course our mokopuna. With each child comes the worry like any parent of how they view the world,  how they will contribute to society and how society will either make them or break them. Being a parent is the hardest job,  one where you’re least prepared. Sometimes you get the perfect mix, the wonder child who excels in every area that life has to offer. As a parent, you’re so proud of them and of who they are.

Then you can have a child who is the complete opposite, and you find yourself drowning in a world of self doubt, no matter what you do or say or try society rejects.  Yet as a parent your love for your child as no end of love, it is boundless,  it is the little moments where you have rewards for the simple thing’s in life that society doesn’t see , or will never see as being that special.

Then when the next generation comes along you get to watch over in the background again, special but from another angle. You get to ponder what will society play in making or the breaking of this person. hen you lose somebody close you realize just how complex life is and that really what matters most is when you lose somebody close you realize just how complex life is and that really what matters most is love, it is as simple as that. So love yourself first and foremost, love those that matter most. What you give out comes back it is boundless and it knows one end. So what  matters most yourself your Whanau and those you choose to be in your circle and the 4 L’s. Love, Live, Like, Learn.

-Aunty V