Making Your Parents Proud

I was watching Dragons Den the other day and after securing a deal with the Dragons, one of the guys said how proud his Mum would be if she were still alive now and how proud his Dad would be too. It got me thinking about how people strive for such a simple thing in life – to make their parents proud of them.

Making Your Parents Proud

This simple phrase on TV got me thinking about my life and about all the times in my life when I could have made my parents proud. I don’t remember when I was young ever being told that my parents were proud of me. There were school plays, school tests, sports days and all those usual things and I just don’t ever remember anyone saying to me that they felt proud. It just didn’t happen – or it did but didn’t stick in my memory bank.

So I thought back to the first time that I could have been aware of my parents being proud of me being a possibility – when I took my GCSEs at the end of secondary school.

But, my parents had split up the weekend before my exams and I had been bullied throughout secondary school. When I finally sat those exams I wasn’t thinking about making my parents proud – I was thinking of just getting through with some sort of grade and being able to see the back of my school days. Life felt like it was falling apart at that point and I just wanted to get to the next stage of my life and put some pieces back together again.

I started college – three times over the course of four years – but never got further than the end of the first term. I didn’t get any further than that as I’d been forced to move out of home just after my 17th Birthday and had to work full time after that, renting a room in a house and seeing all my pay go on rent and driving lessons. Driving, for me, was the only way out that I saw – I thought it could make my world bigger, broaden my horizons and give me some freedom. But, learning to drive was the start of getting into debt – that took the best part of decade to get out of.

The next two years were pretty much hell for me. A cycle of work and going out in the evenings but all with no real purpose, living from one week to the next with no real plans, no direction and making so many mistakes. It was a really tough time.

By the time I met my future Husband, David, I was in debt and I had very few relationships with family and just a couple of friends outside of work. But, over the next five years the pieces of my life seemed to fit together again and life got better.

David and I bought a house, we got cats, we made good friends and we got further along in our careers. By the time we got married no-one would have realised the broken years that had come before us meeting. And I know, on our wedding day, my Dad and my brother – two of my only family to be there – couldn’t have been prouder of me.

But since then, in the last eight years since that day, David and I have been building our life – we have bought our forever home and started extending it. I managed to further my own career but am now self employed with a good work/life balance, we have had two beautiful children and we are now at a point where aside from our mortgage we are debt free and we are able to just enjoy life.

I know, without a doubt, that my Dad is proud of me. He doesn’t have to tell me, but he has seen my life unfold, from childhood until now. He has seen the ups and downs and he knows the things I have overcome. The same with my brother. He too has lived many of the highs and lows that I have, but being five years older he was always there to watch over me, to try and shield me from some of it and to experience it with me. He is proud of me, just like I am proud of him.

But with everything that I achieve, and that our family now achieve, I don’t go into it looking to make anyone proud. I go into it looking to make our family happy, to build foundations for our future and to make life as positive as possible for us and those around us.

I think of our children, as they are now and as they grow and I hope they make decisions in life that will make them happy, that will be the best decision for them at the time and that they don’t just make decisions because they think it is what their father or I would want. I hope that making us proud is secondary to making themselves truly happy.

But even now, with the children aged three and five, they have made me prouder than they will ever know. I tell them constantly how proud I am – I acknowledge every achievement and every time they have tried their best. They will always know how proud we are of them – whatever their choices in life and wherever life takes them.

Making Your Parents Proud


  • Donna Wishart

    Donna Wishart is married to Dave and they have two children, Athena (12) and Troy (11). They live in Surrey with their two cats, Fred and George. Once a Bank Manager, Donna has been writing about everything from family finance to days out, travel and her favourite recipes since 2012. Donna is happiest either exploring somewhere new, with her camera in her hand and family by her side or snuggled up with a cat on her lap, reading a book and enjoying a nice cup of tea. She firmly believes that tea and cake can fix most things.

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  1. This is a great post Donna. I’m sorry you don’t remember your parents telling you they were proud of you – and actually I’m not sure mine ever did either. But we feel the same about it as you – I always make sure I tell the girls how proud I am of them and I hope they grow up remembering that.

  2. Lovely post Donna, I am sorry you don’t remember your parents telling you they were proud of you. I make every effort, like you to tell my children that I am proud of them. But I do agree that life is about achieving things for yourself and your family, but it is nice to know you parents are proud of you at the same time.

  3. Oh Donna this made me feel sad that you don’t remember your parents saying they were proud of you. But I’m so pleased that you know now that your dad and brother are proud. I know my parents are proud of me and I tell the girls all the time. A lovely post x

  4. Such a shame you didn’t hear that from your parents, although you know your dad is proud of you. My mum used to say it all the time, and in reverse there was the appreciation that she enabled and supported us to do those things that made her proud.

    Like you, I tell N I’m proud of him all the time. Just for the little things as well as the big things. It’s important to encourage. But I don’t think I ever did anything as a child specifically for the purpose of making my mum proud. I’d hope that N never felt pressured to do that either (although if it makes him work harder then it’s not too bad)

  5. Gosh, I really feel I know you better and that we have far more in common than I realised! Like you, I don’t recall hearing those words either. They do say that we don’t remember what was said, we remember how we were made to feel; so perhaps it was said but rang hollow – I’ve no idea.

    My two are still very young but I shower them with affection and I do tell my 4yo I’m proud of her (when it’s warranted!). It’s such a simple but vital component in self-esteem. X

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