none, my best 'parent memory' is my in-laws.
first one: my hubby and i were having a bit of a disagreement while his parents were visiting. his mom said if i wanted to run away from home i could go live with them. that stopped hubby in his tracks, stopped the argument, everyone laughed and hugged and i FELT like i was loved.
the second time was when my husband and i had our first child, and i was scared that if something happened to us my parents would fight for custody just to be jerks and my mother-in-law turned around and said quietly and calmly:
'we would never allow that to happen. we would spend everything we have to ensure it never happened. the entire town knows what it was like for you and we all would fight for you!'
and i KNEW at that moment i was loved.
the third time was when i was pronounced cancer-free and told my sister-in-law, who quietly said 'thank you God'. and i knew i was STILL loved and truly cared for.
my in-laws are the best!
2007-02-01 12:05:21
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answered by tess 4
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My best memories of my parents are: Taking long walks through the neighborhood alone; just my dad and I. Talking about whatever I wanted and having him really listen to me.
My mother: When she was happy enough to sing and call me by a shortened variation of my name.
Both my parents are sleeping; waiting for the ressurection when we'll all be reunited to be with the Lord forever in heaven.
2007-01-28 21:26:13
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answered by amazingly intelligent 7
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My hubby and I are both lucky, we both have our parents still with us. My best memory is just growing up in a loving home with a mom and dad that loved me dearly. They always included me in everything they did and if I could not go, they usually did not go. I was never told I could not do anything and I was my dads little shadow, following him around and helping him with whatever he was doing. My mom and I always went shopping together and worked around the house together.
2007-01-28 21:13:00
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answered by ? 7
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My best or clearest? My clearest is of my mom and dad fighting after a night of drinking and my mom sharpening a knife to kill my dad. He grabbed her by the arm and spun her about 15 times in the middle of the street. Or there is the time my folks got home around 2am and mom wanted to keep drinking and my dad told her to go to bed. She smashed a full beer bottle over his head in the front seat of our 1965 Lincoln Continintial (yes it had suicide doors and had white leather interior). Us kids had to clean the blood out of the car the following morning. I picked a chunk of meat off the inside of the windshield that came from my dads head. Mom died in July of '06 and to be truthful with you, I hope she is having a good time in hell for all those wonderful memories of my childhood.
2007-01-28 21:21:07
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answered by asbratcher 4
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I know you're talking about mother and father, but I don't really have many great memories. I'm only 13 and I don't really like my life. The best memories I have so far are with my grandmother and grandfather. My grandma always like to talk with me and call them "conversays". I miss her a lot. She died when I was only 3. My grandfather died when I was 8. He always played poker with me and my older brother. I miss them a lot.
2007-01-28 21:57:00
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answered by NONAME 2
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Once, only once, my mom told me that she was "proud of me."
Never heard that again, so I cherish that one time she said that.
My dad, he would talke me 2 hours to the woods to look for rocks for my rock collection. He would sit in the car for 2-3 hours while I walked around and looked for rocks.
Neither are alive. I hope they are in heaven. Especially my mom. She never found happiness in life.
2007-01-28 22:03:07
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answered by Anonymous
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I grew up in a very poor and simple environment but with lots of love, and that love is my best memory. My parents are both with Jesus now.
2007-01-28 23:18:37
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answered by shendley04 3
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Always here for me and my siblings, we always had everything we needed "not wanted". Fun loving parents, every weekend we would drive to a different places to see different cities, the history of different cities etc and every summer we would take a two-week vacation and drive to another state. Thank God I still have them.
My parents always listen to us and heard what we were saying to them. God could of chosen better parents for me.
2007-01-28 21:15:31
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answered by Ms. Angel.. 7
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my mom and step dad always fighting against us kids. neglecting us, abusing us. beating us with belts. hitting us in the head. we didn 't have hardly anything to eat. we weren't allow to take a bath or shower. had to go to school smelling, and got made fun of. never had breakfast or lunch. I remember getting big wads of hair ripped out of my head. and nobody did anything to help us. Thanks society.
2007-01-28 21:43:06
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answered by Anonymous
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all my memory's of mom and dad are great. They both are gone and they are with are heavenly Father.
2007-01-28 21:15:29
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answered by david o 3
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