jmsilverwolf

The woman I'm dating has a rocky relationship with her mother. They don't always get along, and it seems to me her mother's not willing to treat her like an adult. Both of my housemates have had hard times in the past with their parents. And hell, I think I can count on one hand the people I'm close to whose parents are married to each other at present. And that includes counting my sister.

But I've never had any trouble in my relationship with either of my folks. Now, I'm not saying they're saints, and both my mother and father have their own quirks that can, on occasion, drive me crazy. But I've always had their faith and support. I've never doubted their love. When I was a child they gave me both attention and discipline. And as I grew, my relationship with both of them grew. They gave me the right amount of respect, and let me make the choices they knew I could, while still stepping in and taking a hand whenever I got into something I still wasn't ready for. And as I became an adult, they began to relate to me on that level too. My father's still my Dad, but sometimes he's also my friend, and my Mom and I make a great pair of sci-fi geeks.

It's sometimes hard for me to understand what some of the people I care about go through with their parents, because mine have always been there when I needed them. Even now, I know I can go to them for whatever help I might need. And this is the model they've given me for parenthood, and I hope my children can say these same things about me when they're old enough to.

Mom and Dad, I love you very much.

Thanks for stopping by and being a friend. Silverwolf signing off.