Hehehehehe! I have so much to tell.
I'll start with my Mum: She is my idol, to put simply. She struggled with everything in her life, in school, with children, her divorce, her house being foreclosed on, her depression, her boyfriend nearly dying, her best friend nearly dying, and yet she just lets it in and learns from it. She did get angry and sad, yes, and she was sort of a know-it all, but her Loved surpassed everything. She Loved every bright aspect of her life and embraced it all
After my parents divorced, naturally I clung to my dad, regardless of all the hellfire he put my family and I through and even though I previously hadn't liked him very much. I thought my mother was a bit insane for being so angry and hateful at him. She was talking to one of her friends, saying my father had stopped paying mortgage and made an appeal to get custody of my brother and I. Her friend said something most likely like "Your house isn't going to be taken away, don't worry", because her response was 'I don't care about the house. I'll find a way to get an apartment or something. My children are all I have. If he takes them away....I'll be nothing. It won't be worth it anymore." That was when I realized how much she really Loved us. And when I tried to think of my father.....I couldn't think of anything kind. As I let this sink I, I began noticing more and more how abusive he was, that I'd normally just excuse as my fault.
What else about her? She was a tremendous cook, a wonderful singer, and a great friend. She cared for her family and friends more then she did anything else. She practically lived in the retro era (As I do now :3), and she was always filling the house with collectibles and ornate decor. She was wonderful and so much more that I can hardly put into words.
And my father? A loving jackass.
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