Describe Your Relationship With Your Parents.
What a hard question, it's hard to put into words what I feel and what I want to say. But I'll give it my best shot...
My mom is AMAZING. Don't get me wrong, she's CRAZY too but amazing. Her levels of craziness reach all kinds of levels (if you know her personally you know what I mean) but she is perhaps my best friend. I can only recall 3-4 times in my whole life where we clashed, A LOT (and those never lasted more than 4 months). Though at those times, I was sure I hated her and that we would never have a good relationship again, but I'm so glad I was wrong. She has been my rock and support throughout my life. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have done as well as I did in school, had the courage to go to college (especially move away to go to college), or have the strength to overcome such hard trials. She has set an extraordinary example for me. She has been through such hard times in her own life and yet she still loves the Lord, what a great lesson. I'm so grateful to be hers and for her to be mine. If I'm ever blessed to have children, I hope I can resemble her parenting patterns.
My dad passed away when I was young. I'm told I'm just like him. From pictures, I can definitely see the family resemblence. We both have very analytical, logical, mathematical minds as well. I love hearing stories about him and being told I'm just like him; it makes me happy. He is still very influential in my life. He cared a lot about education and that was a huge motivation for me to do well in high school that I could go on to higher learning. It sounds strange, but I love going to his tombstone by myself at the cemetery he's buried at. I talk to him like he really is there and his spirit gives me strength. I know he helps me from the other side and is proud of me. What a great feeling!
I also have a stepdad, Kevin. He's been around for awhile. He went on his first date with my mom when I was 9 and they got married when I was 15. When they were engaged, I told my mom adamently that he is not my dad and nor will I ever call him that. He's just been Kevin, my mom's boyfriend, fiancee, and husband (depending on the time). For the longest time I never really considered him as anything, not family, not really a friend, but my mom's whatever. It wasn't until recently that it really struck me that he is something to me. He's my stepDAD. He's seen me through the awkward preteens, the horrible teenage years, through elementary, jr. high, high school, college, and a mission. He has definitely supported me through hard times and encouraged me to be better. He has taught me how to grill and helped me gain a love for food. We don't talk a ton, but I know he's there and it's wonderful
9 years ago
