Today’s topic is to describe my relationship with my parents. Unfortunately, I lost my dad when I was 11 years old. I think it hit me particularly hard because I was always a daddy’s girl at heart. He was a great man who was able to build pretty much anything we asked of him! I have some great childhood memories of flying gliders, castles, and garages that he had made us. He also taught us all about gardening and growing fruit and veg – something I am afraid to say that I never kept up. He was ill for most of my life, but I didn’t really notice. I think it became second nature for him to be in hospital. After he was gone I had to learn to build a relationship with my mum. I don’t think it was the case that I never had a relationship with her, I think I was just closer to my dad, Since he was so ill my mum worked and if it wasn’t my dad caring for me it was my older sister. I still have a really close bond with her today. I think that my mum and I rub each other up the wrong way. This is mainly because I am fiercely independent and she likes to
interfere get involved! We cannot live together, but when we have our distance we get along great. I admire everything that she did in bringing up her four girls and numerous foster kids with no money and little support due to my dad’s health. I look at the relationships that others have with their parents and I am glad that I seemed to have been very lucky! Our family was built on love because we didn’t have much else and I would not have had it any other way!
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