If Only

Why is it that whenever I achieve something, my parents are quick to attribute it to god, and not to my abilities and hard work?  They recognize my efforts but assign them only 50% of their credit. The other 50% goes to a divine, invisible plotter.

And then, when things work out and I get ahead in my career, they congratulate me and follow with an “if only you prayed, if only you were more in touch with god, if only…” It is as if nothing I do is good enough unless I link it to the heavens.

This makes me wonder if there is a prerequisite for parental love. Do parents sit down and discuss the attributes they’d like their children to have as they plan to become pregnant? Perhaps they write these down in points, things like “attention to details,” or “moderate religiousness,”  or even “blind obedience.”

I am obviously not what my parents bargained for. And I think they are going through a severe spell of buyers’ regret. Thinking about this, it must suck to be a parent and get stuck with a child not quite as conforming as you’d like. You’re bound together until death do you part, literally.