Do you and your parents get along?

I'm very lucky to be close with my parents (and my brothers)...I don't take that for granted and appreciate them more and more every day :-)

i've always gotten along well with my Mom...and still do.
Dad & I didn't see eye-to-eye at all until a year before he passed away...which was 5 years ago...
i am so grateful for that year. if you're in the position to make amends & bury the hatchet, i say do it.
it was one of the best decisions of my life.

miss ya, Dad.

Yes we do. Pretty close to my parents. Wasn't always that way, especially in my late teens, early 20's. I've gotten closer to them as I have gotten older.

Yep.....fantastically well. My mum is one of the nicest people you will EVER meet. So full of love for her family and everyone in general. My dad fucking rocks and is my best friend. Our brains are identical -- we are so alike it's not funny. The other 4 kids joke that I'm his favourite because we get on soooo well. He's also my business mentor. Love love LOVE my mum and dad!!

I did get along great with my mom, then spent many years despising her, now she has dementia and its like she is gone already. But, my own kids are dealing with getting along with me and their dad. I think there comes a time when kids go and find themselves and oftentimes they have to push their parents away. My youngest is doing that. I know she loves me dearly, but she needs me to stay quite a distance out of her life. She WAS too close to me, if there can be such a thing, and feels she needs that distance to be herself. She doesn't realize this, but I know it. I watch her actions.
She lived with me until she was 24, married and had one child. I had to force her out of the nest.
Now, she is 30 and doesn't have time for me. This is the same kid who would climb into bed with me, even up to age 24, and watch TV and talk, sometimes falling asleep. That is how I know she HAS to push me away. She needs to be her own person.

we havn't fought in years

my dad is one of my best friends - when i was young i was pretty strong willed and rebelous ... but i guess most of what he tried to teach me did sink in, and now, along with loving him to death, i respect him more than pretty much any other person ive known. i can talk to him about anything. he's a great role model in my own boys lives. he's one of the most well liked and admired people i know.

my mother and i rarely speak. I used to look at my friends mothers as i was growing up (especially girls) and wonder what was wrong with me - but i dont think it was until i had kids of my own and really realised what a mother was that i realised what an terrible mother i had. my mother never showd any interest in any of her kids, unless we were doing something that reflected her in a good way. she never hugged us, or told us she loved us. she never steps foot in my house unless its christmas or dads birthday lunch. she never rings any of us. nothing. yet she pities herself because none of her children bother to try and stay in touch with her anymore - we've all given up.

a lot of people wonder why my parents dont just get divorced - but i think they are from the generation that just doesnt do that. plus dad feels pretty obligated towards her. she's been indulged her whole life - never had to work, never had to look after her kids, had a social life that took up every day of the week. she probably wouldnt even know how to pay a bill by herself if she had to.

ironically, im adopted. she got sick of having boys, so she demanded a girl. and got one. i often joke that im the 'handbag she just had to have' :roll:

I never got on with my Father and sadly he died 12 years ago without us ever putting things right which is sad.

My Mum is now 82 and going downhill. I try very hard but she drives me nuts sometimes. She never seems to be interested in what any of us have to say, just glazes over and desperately tries to interrupt and talk about herself.

The good thing about this is I've made sure my relationship with my daughters is brilliant.

I love them more than life itself.

i was a momma's boy all my life. never had a great relationship with my dad. i can forgive my dad a bit since i think he was afraid of getting close to another son after his first son of another marriage died of cancer when i was not yet a year old. from what i understand, that really changed him. my dad passed in july of this year from lung cancer and it was kind of a weird feeling. now i didn't hate him or really love him. we did some fun things while growing up, but in his last year my other brother and i discovered he was living a lie of poverty to support his gambling addiction which really put additional strain on our relationship. he was gambling away more than $2500 a month! almost more than i make a month in net pay he was wasting and had ZERO savings. in fact, he would call my well to do uncle for loans to pay bills and such since he had his gambling problem well hidden.

my parents split when i was 12ish but they really should have split years earlier. when my mother told me, she sat me down to have a "serious talk" and when she told me, all i said was "its about time". this is why i HATE it when i hear people say "we are staying together for the kids"- who do you think you are fooling? 1 brother went to rehab a few different times for drugs and alcohol and apparently is doing quite well now but is socially retarded since he spent his teens to early twenties high as a kite from "pretty much everything but needles" according to him. other brother has a form of cerebral paulsey but he is considered "functional". his right side is mainly affected and some brain function... though sometimes i would think all brain function. now don't get me wrong, i have plenty of sympathy for disabled people, but growing up with one, i was really unaware of his disability until my early teens so i never really saw it. his story is great too... he was an on again off again ANGRY drunk. constant arguing and mishaps. somehow, girls find him attractive and he has 2 kids that my mother has custody of. one of them is slightly emotionally troubled, the other i hope will be fine.

so my mother finds some guy that she says she loves but EVERYBODY else hates. now this is not a "stepson hate" kind of thing. there is not a single person in my family tree that can stand the guy. he is a jerk to her and to the kids she has custody of and he was a jerk to me. so i left it all behind without really saying goodbye in may of 2006. my last piece of mail i got was Avocado which was EXTREMELY fitting with some of the songs lyrics. i could not take anymore of my mothers bad decisions. i left a note on my bed detailing my issues with the household and packed everything up and moved into my apartment. i was rarely ever home so she didn't even find the note for a few days after i was gone.

i think my mother tried too hard to be my friend and let me do whatever since i was a good kid and for the most part stayed out of trouble. sounds great right? well i think i needed more parenting and structure than i got.

since i moved out, i've lost 100lbs and feel better emotionally. no more anticipation of "what am i going to walk in to today when i get home". i miss my mom and we've tried to restart relationships a few different times, but eventually contact stops for no real reason. i really don't think things will ever be the same between us.

fortunately i do have 1 mostly normal brother and some cousins that i like to keep close to me. this is my life in a nutshell~