They say that the greatest influences, whether good or bad, are your parents. I then say that yes, that’s probably right. Everything I know is because of two people named Greg and Cindy Holtman.
Where to start with these two? Do I count all the little things – like my dad teaching us that you when you open a gallon of milk, you throw away the plastic ring BEFORE it falls in your glass, or how my mom could guess all my crushes – or the medium things – the bear hugs and silly puns and good conversations with my dad, or the girl’s days and early morning skating practices and 1am hot chocolate because-I-had-to-stay-up-to-finish-my-homework with my mom – or the big things – like passing on their faith legacy and a promise made years ago, that we would not have to worry about a divided household, not ever.
How I can ever make up for all of it?
Can I be anything close to them? Their commitment to each other through the dark days – the surgeries, the finances, the un-fun jobs, the sacrifices?
What little I can do, I will. God always knows what He’s doing when He assigns children to parents.
Sometimes I get down in the dumps about things. I compare my life to other people’s, which we all know we shouldn’t do. But then I remember the people in my life – how wonderful they are – and the down-in-the-dumps feelings are gone. This series is my own realization, and hopefully an encouragement to you, that when you feel down in the dumps all you need to do is think of those who love you and support you.