My Dad is and always has been, my hero.

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Yeah, he was great. It would have been his birthday today.

Mine too (my dad that is :laugh:)

I would ring him at crazy o'clock in the morning and say "right, I'm near a tree and there is a field with sheep in, can you find me and pick me up".....and he would. Never moaned and always happy to see me bless him.

Now my mum on the other hand....she was a different story :laugh:

My Dad was the same... "Dad, I've missed the last bus and can't get a cab." He'd always. Come, never moaned. He sounds a lot like your Dad.

If we were going to be punished, it'd be my Mum who laid down the law. My Dad would look disappointed and that was somehow worse!

My mom is my hero :love:

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My Mom was amazing too.

Of course like anyone she had her flaws, but overall she was an amazing Mother.

No, she has her own kids. (She doesn’t talk to her daughter though)

They only spend time with her son and his gf and their daughter.

Horrible, I had a situation like that where my mam was dating someone toxic, he'd even say suggestive things to me and my sister in front of her and tell dirty jokes to the grandchildren, after way too many years she finally broke up with him.

Ehhh yes, it would be offensive for me to say otherwise; he was "there", he supported us financially, he wasn't physically or verbally abusive, but I also had and still have basically zero real relationship with him (we haven't spoken for years at this point, for semi-complicated reasons).

Sad truth is, I believe, he went through the motions of raising us and providing for us but in hindsight get the impression he found having kids (and a wife) tedious, stressful and a chore. Both of my parents were pretty absentee from about age 11 onwards. Different reasons; my dad was either at work or watching TV & smoking, my mum (who was honestly a wonderful person though latterly very troubled) was descending into severe clinical depression and died when I was in my late 20's.

Happy stories all round :joker:.

I adore my Mum, but it has to be said, my brother was always her little prince and I was always a Daddy's girl. That's not to say that either of us think the other parent didn't love us, we know they both did and they would do anything for us, but I have a special relationship with my Dad in the same way my Brother has a special relationship with my Mum.