My first wife and her parents. My family operated like a war zone. Fights were screaming, throwing things, even threats with a butcher knife. Her family was very sweet and loving. Their fights were quiet discussions. They were very demonstrative and giving in their love. I had to learn to love like that. She and they were very patient with me while I learned. We got married right after college graduation. Unfortunately, my wife was killed by a drunk driver one year later while we were in grad school. After I remarried, her parents adopted my wife and kids and were better grandparents than their blood grandparents were.
2007-12-19 14:26:41
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answered by old beatnik 6
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Parents
2007-12-19 13:46:51
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answered by Jai 7
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That would be my mother. Although we have had our moments of difficulty, she is the most loving and giving person i have met. A tradition which i hope to continue when i have a family of my own.
2007-12-19 21:00:01
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answered by Mustang Mike 6
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My guy friend and his mom who I moved in with (they were the first people who I live with besides with my parents). We're still good friends even though I'm not living there anymore.
2007-12-19 13:53:17
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answered by hearts99992000 5
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My parents
2007-12-19 14:04:37
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answered by ♥ £ðx¥ Ðå痢 ♥ 5
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