In important ways, I have parented my kids literally the opposite of the way my own parents did. Where I felt a sense of helplessness, they feel empowerment. Where I felt unloved, they get affection every day.
Another little ritual is I will ask them “Why do I love you?” The answer is “because I am lovable and I am your kid”. I have explicitly told them that the latter part is in case they become unlovable some time in their teenage years. This gives them the space to periodically rebel in small ways without risking losing my love.
I tell them that their job is to leave me, to go away and make their own lives. They will always be welcome and I will always be happy to see them, but that is their job. Again, this gives them the space to become who they are, without fearing a clinging, emotionally needy parent who secretly wants them to fail, which is what I had to deal with.
It is an odd thing: I did not receive any love worth speaking of, but I have given a great deal. What this has taught me is that it is not something that has to be given to be received. You can create it yourself. This has led to the logical argument I have made, based on increasingly sound experience, that you can literally create all the positive affects of being in a loving, supporting relationship, while all alone. You can literally be as happy in a cave as you would be surrounded by a network of affectionate family and friends. I truly believe this.
This does not mean I want to be alone. On the contrary, I am increasingly understanding the importance of social contact, not least because I have something to give as well as receive. But this realization, too, opens up an important freedom.