I am grateful every day for my Mom and Dad. They were great, tops, wonderful, you name it. My dad worked 10 hours and came home and went to my ball practices and games and those of my older brother. We hunted, fished, went to major league games in Atlanta, college games, high school games in the area. When I flew home from Germany on leave one time, my plane could not land in NY because of massive fog. We had to go to Montreal and land there. They would not let us off the plane because the Canadians would not take us off through customs and back on later. We sat on the plane for four hours and then finally went to NY. We landed 6 hours late. Then I went stand by to get on to Atlanta. Finally made a plane 10 hours after I should have made it. Dad sat in the Atlanta airport for these 10 hours waiting for word. He knew nothing. I could not call Mom until we finally got to NY. Dad had been calling Mom collect each hour to find out what was going on. Finally she was able to tell him after I called her from NY City. I finally got to Atlanta over 12 hours after I should have. Dad sat there the entire time. He was wasted. When we got home, he went to bed, because he had been up since the morning before. He napped at the airport, but who can sleep in that noise, I cannot. But that was the kind of Dad I had. I thank God for them both. They are both gone now. My Dad died when I was 24. He was only 60. I have missed him everyday for the past 48 years. Mom died at 87. I had her a lot longer to lean on. Having great parents is certainly a great positive for all kids. Be glad if your parents were a positive in your life. If they were, you should have had it made.
How wonderful...I envy you. I should write a book...between my two parents there were 8 (eight) spouses...4 each. I didn’t really know them all, and I have not used that fact to wallow in misery. In fact I’ve tried to do the opposite...not always successful, but always trying.