“We define our identity always in dialogue with, sometimes in struggle against, the things our significant others want to see in us. Even after we outgrow some of these others—our parents, for instance—and they disappear from our lives, the conversation with them continues within us as long as we live.” 
― Charles Taylor, Multiculturalism

I grew up in a lovely home where standards were clearly understood even at an early age. When I was about 6 or 7, I already knew what dress is considered as inappropriate and what kind of shows I should or shouldn't watch on TV. My parents were really open about their expectations for us. However, unlike any other children with some strict house rules, my siblings and I never felt that we were forced to be or do what they want. Of course we know that they're hoping that we, too, would desire what they want for us but, Mom and Dad loved us. They wanted us to choose for ourselves and not feel controlled. They were just there to teach and to guide. The rest were up to us.

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