Miss Serendipity
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There are many different families. my question is what are your parents like? are you close with them? Do you get along? What is your relationship with them like??
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Lets Talk Parental Units
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My mom's bipolar and abusive, physically and mentally/emotionally. She was crazy while I was growing up and neglectful. I almost lost my hearing permanently when she wouldn't take me to the doctor when I had an ear infection and I have a permanent little dent in my scalp from her flinging a heavy lamp at me. Just a few examples.
My dad is a recovering alcoholic who was absent from my life for the better part of 13 years. He was living on the street for about 10 of those years. He has quit drinking and has been sober since 06 and we have a better relationship now.
My dad is a recovering alcoholic who was absent from my life for the better part of 13 years. He was living on the street for about 10 of those years. He has quit drinking and has been sober since 06 and we have a better relationship now.
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My father was a Korean War Marine vet who busted his ass with his own business to give his family the best he could. Other than the typical screw ups on my part growing up, we had a great relationship until he passed two years ago. He taught me hunting and fishing, how to drive, and drilled in the fact that what a person wants is quite different than what a person needs. And appearently he was well regarded by old and young alike because he just wanted a simple funeral with only Masonic Rites but the day of his funeral there were hundreds who showed up almost demanding me (as new head of the family) to allow them to show there respects. I talked to my Mother and then threw the doors open. At the gravesite was waiting a Marine Corps Honor Guard with the sabre they had held in storage for fifty years as well as his medals. Quite a sendoff that day.
My Mother was a nurse. She met Dad after he returned home and once told me she couldn't stand him when they first met. I guess she couldn't stand him so much that the marriage lasted 51 years. She quit nursing and stayed home to raise three boys but kept studing the things that interested her. She became a registered gemologist among other things. We have always gotten along very well and still lives in the big house Dad built in 1965 with her stupid dog and two parrots. She became interested in the stock market a decade or so ago and is retired but currently plotting to take over the New York Stock Exchange because in her mind "they are doing it all wrong". In her off time she indulges herself with kids, grandkids, and great grandkids.
And still nags me about getting married or taking out her trash.
My Mother was a nurse. She met Dad after he returned home and once told me she couldn't stand him when they first met. I guess she couldn't stand him so much that the marriage lasted 51 years. She quit nursing and stayed home to raise three boys but kept studing the things that interested her. She became a registered gemologist among other things. We have always gotten along very well and still lives in the big house Dad built in 1965 with her stupid dog and two parrots. She became interested in the stock market a decade or so ago and is retired but currently plotting to take over the New York Stock Exchange because in her mind "they are doing it all wrong". In her off time she indulges herself with kids, grandkids, and great grandkids.
And still nags me about getting married or taking out her trash.
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My father is a born again Christian who used to beat me until I became big enough to body slam him and my mother who lives 3000 miles away is inconvenienced by my phone calls. I can't talk to my Dad for one minute before he brings up his religious bullshit; I can't talk to my Mom for one minute.
I was hospitalized at the age of 12; my father broke my arm because I tried to stop him from choking my 9 year old brother. At the age of 15 he jammed a handle of a rake into my ribs so hard, one cracked; I didn't rake the leaves properly. I was thrown out of my house at the age of 19 because I caught my mother cheating on my father and exposed the truth.
Other than that, my parents rock.
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Lets see, My mom is awesome. My dad, is not. My parents were married for 9 yrs before they got divorced. My mom was 17 when she had me and 18 when she had my next sister.. After my parents got divorced my dad came around less. He spent more time with his new girlfriend than he did us, even blew us off one weekend so he could go to her senior prom. By the time my dad wanted to spend more time with us, I wasn't giving in.. I wasn't going to be convenient for him.
My mom is 39 now and is a stay at home mom, has two little babies who are 10 months and 22 months, a 13 yr old, then my sister and I.. all girls. My mom is engaged to a truck driver . He's a pretty cool guy, much better than the last. I have a very close relationship with her, she's like one of my best friends.
My dad, still lives in NJ, I hardly talk to him since I moved away from Jersey. He is still dating that girl, who is young enough to be my sister and she is still more important than us. My sister loves my dad more than anything in the world, but I just don't get it. Every time he talks to me all he does is bad mouth me and my family, so I removed myself from the situation because I don't need him telling my son that I fucked up by having him.
My mom is 39 now and is a stay at home mom, has two little babies who are 10 months and 22 months, a 13 yr old, then my sister and I.. all girls. My mom is engaged to a truck driver . He's a pretty cool guy, much better than the last. I have a very close relationship with her, she's like one of my best friends.
My dad, still lives in NJ, I hardly talk to him since I moved away from Jersey. He is still dating that girl, who is young enough to be my sister and she is still more important than us. My sister loves my dad more than anything in the world, but I just don't get it. Every time he talks to me all he does is bad mouth me and my family, so I removed myself from the situation because I don't need him telling my son that I fucked up by having him.
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My parents are cool. I was the youngest of twelve kids (not together! They both had prior marriages!) Almost all my brothers and sisters were grown-up and long moved out when I was a kid. Some of them were old enough to be my parents. They were already pretty old when they had me (I was a bit of a surprise!), which doctors recommended against, due to the risk of down-syndrome.
My dad was born in 1927, was a sailor on the tail-end of World War II, and also a hard-worker who retired while I was still young, but never ceased to work. He just wasn't happy unless he was keeping busy with something. He's never been much of a conversationalist, but he would always listen to my meaningless kid-babble about video games, cartoons, and toys, and he'd answer many of my inane questions about anything, from jokes on tv shows I didn't get, to credit card interest. He would many times do it in a way in which he "expected" me to understand, and never dumbed anything down for a child. He would also say you should never talk baby-talk to a child, because that's the stuff they'd learn to say.
My mom is 16 years younger than my dad. She used to waitress when I was younger, but it seemed like she never had a shortage of time to spend with me. She's a chain-smoker and a recovering alcoholic for many years (I lost count how many.). Her past alcoholism impacted her quite a bit, but I was still young, probably in the 5th grade, when she devoted a lot of time to AA, in that I don't think her drinking ever really affected me negatively, though I could've done without the smoking! lol I always remember her having her friends from work over, that she'd smoke and talk with while I'd sit around them and keep them company (if I wasn't playing with friends.). When I think about how I tend to get along better with older people than people of my age, and how I get along better with women than men, I credit this. She always used to brag to her friends about me for every silly little thing. I took a lot of pride in how polite I was, though I found her compliments smothering, at times. She also used to do a lot of crafts, some of which she'd teach me.
In general, I can say that I wasn't abused, though I was a bit sheltered. I get along with my parents, and still call them on a relatively regular basis, but I'm usually talking to my mom.
My dad was born in 1927, was a sailor on the tail-end of World War II, and also a hard-worker who retired while I was still young, but never ceased to work. He just wasn't happy unless he was keeping busy with something. He's never been much of a conversationalist, but he would always listen to my meaningless kid-babble about video games, cartoons, and toys, and he'd answer many of my inane questions about anything, from jokes on tv shows I didn't get, to credit card interest. He would many times do it in a way in which he "expected" me to understand, and never dumbed anything down for a child. He would also say you should never talk baby-talk to a child, because that's the stuff they'd learn to say.
My mom is 16 years younger than my dad. She used to waitress when I was younger, but it seemed like she never had a shortage of time to spend with me. She's a chain-smoker and a recovering alcoholic for many years (I lost count how many.). Her past alcoholism impacted her quite a bit, but I was still young, probably in the 5th grade, when she devoted a lot of time to AA, in that I don't think her drinking ever really affected me negatively, though I could've done without the smoking! lol I always remember her having her friends from work over, that she'd smoke and talk with while I'd sit around them and keep them company (if I wasn't playing with friends.). When I think about how I tend to get along better with older people than people of my age, and how I get along better with women than men, I credit this. She always used to brag to her friends about me for every silly little thing. I took a lot of pride in how polite I was, though I found her compliments smothering, at times. She also used to do a lot of crafts, some of which she'd teach me.
In general, I can say that I wasn't abused, though I was a bit sheltered. I get along with my parents, and still call them on a relatively regular basis, but I'm usually talking to my mom.
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I love my mother and new step father.
My real father (as real as it gets, anyway because I am adopted) is a violent, murdering, wife-beating, sociopathic alcoholic.
I'm not going to go into any details about my past history with my parents. People tend to wrongfully judge.
But I am proud of being trailer trash...YEEEEEE!
My real father (as real as it gets, anyway because I am adopted) is a violent, murdering, wife-beating, sociopathic alcoholic.
I'm not going to go into any details about my past history with my parents. People tend to wrongfully judge.
But I am proud of being trailer trash...YEEEEEE!
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I'm extremely close to my parents, as are all of my brothers. Of course I went through that stage at 15 where we all think our parents don't know shit about anything, then I turned 17-19 and realized they know it all. My parents always made friends feel like they were family when they were over, whether they knew them or were there for the first time.
My dad busted his ass in the oilfield for 45 years to make sure we had everything we needed. His family has come first at every turn of his life. There wasn't a sport he wouldn't help coach us in if we wanted, and regardless of only being home every other 7 days (oilfield, 7 on, 7off) he found time to coach, volunteer fireman, president of the Jaycees, boy scout leader, PTA leader, etc. People have asked him to run for mayor for my entire life, but he could never turn down his profession to do it, but I have no doubt if he ever did, he'd destroy any opponent. I just haven't met the person yet who doesn't respect him. I've talked to two former NFL players (who grew up with my older brothers) who have told me "You know your dad coached me in pee wee football and he'd bring the team out to college games and let half of them have a sleep over at your house, staying up all night watching movies and yapping. Didn't matter that some of were black (this was an issue for some in the deep south 30 years ago), and he always treated us as much as a father as our own. After 14 years in the National Football League, he is still one of my role models." That spoke volumes to me my senior year in high school. He's taught me many life lessons from hunting, fishing, driving, working, sports, people, caring, trying, optimism...I could go on for days.
My mom is the shit. The most caring person I know, and is ^ his balance. She was always stay at home mom and held down the fort my whole life. As I mentioned above my dad was 1000 miles off shore for 7 days, ever other 7 days. So she put up with not being able to see her husband for a week every other week for 40 years, until he got the position he has now in the office close to home(still in the industry), and kept the house, shopping, homework help, and taking care of 4 boys, etc She is a warrior. I learned through her that the stay at home mom was a hard job 100% of the time as regardless of if a check came in signed by a employer. She taught me as much as he did.
I've seen them argue about things, but they never fought. A month ago, they celebrated their 46th wedding anniversary and both still call to check up on me and how things are going twice a week from 1200 miles away. I'm actually working on getting down there with a couple of close friends from the forum, so they can meet my parents and we can have a big crawfish boil and some good homecooked cajun cuisine. So that's them in a nutshell. In conclusion, my parents are the best people I've ever known and if died at the end of my life as half the person they are, I'll be a happy man.
My dad busted his ass in the oilfield for 45 years to make sure we had everything we needed. His family has come first at every turn of his life. There wasn't a sport he wouldn't help coach us in if we wanted, and regardless of only being home every other 7 days (oilfield, 7 on, 7off) he found time to coach, volunteer fireman, president of the Jaycees, boy scout leader, PTA leader, etc. People have asked him to run for mayor for my entire life, but he could never turn down his profession to do it, but I have no doubt if he ever did, he'd destroy any opponent. I just haven't met the person yet who doesn't respect him. I've talked to two former NFL players (who grew up with my older brothers) who have told me "You know your dad coached me in pee wee football and he'd bring the team out to college games and let half of them have a sleep over at your house, staying up all night watching movies and yapping. Didn't matter that some of were black (this was an issue for some in the deep south 30 years ago), and he always treated us as much as a father as our own. After 14 years in the National Football League, he is still one of my role models." That spoke volumes to me my senior year in high school. He's taught me many life lessons from hunting, fishing, driving, working, sports, people, caring, trying, optimism...I could go on for days.
My mom is the shit. The most caring person I know, and is ^ his balance. She was always stay at home mom and held down the fort my whole life. As I mentioned above my dad was 1000 miles off shore for 7 days, ever other 7 days. So she put up with not being able to see her husband for a week every other week for 40 years, until he got the position he has now in the office close to home(still in the industry), and kept the house, shopping, homework help, and taking care of 4 boys, etc She is a warrior. I learned through her that the stay at home mom was a hard job 100% of the time as regardless of if a check came in signed by a employer. She taught me as much as he did.
I've seen them argue about things, but they never fought. A month ago, they celebrated their 46th wedding anniversary and both still call to check up on me and how things are going twice a week from 1200 miles away. I'm actually working on getting down there with a couple of close friends from the forum, so they can meet my parents and we can have a big crawfish boil and some good homecooked cajun cuisine. So that's them in a nutshell. In conclusion, my parents are the best people I've ever known and if died at the end of my life as half the person they are, I'll be a happy man.
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My mother is a control freak, I loathe her. My dad is pretty cool though, but I'm not exactly "tight" with him either. I bet they both love me and all that, but due to past experiences I have a hard time trusting either one of them.
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Wow... I'm feeling uber lucky at the moment...
My parents are amazing... a girl really couldn't ask for better.
My dad is an auto mechanic who's self-employed and has been since he bought a garage at 16. He's the oldest of two kids and very close to his parents as well. He's definitely the Dominant person in my parents relationship and the rock of the family. He's level headed, quiet, and thoughtful. My dad even gives me a dozen roses and chocolate on Valentines just the same as he does for my mom. My mom and I are the centre of his universe and quite happily so.
My mom is scottish, a bit mad and lovely. She talks... A LOT (likely where I get it from) and it stubborn as a mule. She's the oldest of 9 kids and thus sorta did the "parent" thing growing up with her siblings so didn't want a bit family... hence me as an only child (altho... I was actually a twin... long story). She's dead proud of all of my accomplishments and loves me more than I probably understand. She's a bit of a spendaholic and loves to read. Works as a hairdresser (also self employed).
I'm an only child and while my parents aren't my friends their amazingly supportive, loving and just plain lovely. I adore them.
My parents are amazing... a girl really couldn't ask for better.
My dad is an auto mechanic who's self-employed and has been since he bought a garage at 16. He's the oldest of two kids and very close to his parents as well. He's definitely the Dominant person in my parents relationship and the rock of the family. He's level headed, quiet, and thoughtful. My dad even gives me a dozen roses and chocolate on Valentines just the same as he does for my mom. My mom and I are the centre of his universe and quite happily so.
My mom is scottish, a bit mad and lovely. She talks... A LOT (likely where I get it from) and it stubborn as a mule. She's the oldest of 9 kids and thus sorta did the "parent" thing growing up with her siblings so didn't want a bit family... hence me as an only child (altho... I was actually a twin... long story). She's dead proud of all of my accomplishments and loves me more than I probably understand. She's a bit of a spendaholic and loves to read. Works as a hairdresser (also self employed).
I'm an only child and while my parents aren't my friends their amazingly supportive, loving and just plain lovely. I adore them.
My parents are the sit back and watch types. Being aloof both physically and emotionally was how they coped with the world around them.As a result i wasn't taught the things most children are taught about taking care of themselves or their surroundings. Finally, at almost 30, i have it figured out. They never were bad parents, but they weren't good parent either.. they were just kinda there to make sure i didn't do anything to off myself. I have prolly always been closer to my dad since he and i have the same flavor of intellect. While my mother really didn't talk to me too terribly much, my father always had something to say about history or astronomy or whatever learning kick he was on at the time.
Was your mom responsible for your double-footectomy? (Sorry, couldn't resist.)
I get along very well with my mom, but not so well with my dad.
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When I was pre-teen to tweenish, I never got along with my parents. I went through a lot of emotional shit while transitioning from kid to teen. I actually went a whole year without speaking more then a handful of words to my parents. It was a really odd time.
I also distanced myself from them in two serious relationships I was in. -- Once those ended or were about to, though, we always reconnected.
Now that I'm a little older and more experienced, I can see what influence and education they have provided me now and when I was younger. So, we get along fantastic and are closer then we've ever been before and I'm incredibly grateful for that. 🙂
I also distanced myself from them in two serious relationships I was in. -- Once those ended or were about to, though, we always reconnected.
Now that I'm a little older and more experienced, I can see what influence and education they have provided me now and when I was younger. So, we get along fantastic and are closer then we've ever been before and I'm incredibly grateful for that. 🙂
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That's the greatest love of all, the kind of love in spite of things. Despite the things that occurred when i was a squidlett i still love them in my own way. Most who know the whole story just shake their heads and insist they can't understand it. So they're messed up and maybe shouldn't have had kids, they did and i'm at the very least thankful I'm around.
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What are your parents like?
Pretty cool peeps. Old, distinguished types who still know how to have some fun.
Are you close with them?
Depends on time period. As a small child? Yes. As a kid growing up? Not at all. I was raised by my friends in school, movies, rock stars, comic books, video games and my own intuition. There was just too much of a generational gap between them and me for them to ever understand me I feel. I resented them for several things, most of which were beyond their control but I blamed them anyway. They've been verbal fights, throwing shit, me punching a hole in a door, my mom faking a heart attack in front of me to see if I cared (I stood there, watched, ice cold stare, then went back to playing Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles). Things were bad. I broke a ruler over my knee once, handed the pieces back to my dad and said, "You'll need two this time. I'm old enough to fight back." Now though, after moving and spending years away from them, I've let it all go and there's a healthy mutual respect for each other. It'll never be TV family close but I'm perfectly fine with that.
