My mother is very self absorbed and critical. I love her dearly. But fight those tendacies in myself....
When my dad would get mad or disappointed in me for something he would just go quiet and not talk to me for long periods on time. I try to make sure that my kids get whatever it is off their chests and I do the same with them.
Being open is really the key to have real relationships.
I know my mother keeps her feelings to herself. Might be the era that she is from
I'm sure that has something to do with it. My dad is 87 and my mom is 86.
Poorly worded, but you get it
I make it, I spend it, I enjoy it. You can't take it with you.
Welcome to this little place
You are a fortunate woman
Well, from what you say...
You are a less than average cook
I dont think you are trying, though:)
My mom can be a very extreme person when it comes to her emotions...when she's happy she's thrilled, when she's sad she's rock bottom. There's not much middle ground. I've seen this in myself sometimes.
My mother was a real softie and she let people run over her. I find I let people do that to me at times.
You? I cant imagine:)
lol I know, it's hard to believe, isn't it? But it's true. In reality I'm a real pushover.
Well, this place must bring out the bull in you...
It has certainly changed me. lol
My parents didn't have any traits that I would reject. Both were patient, charming, loving, compassionate, understanding, loyal, friendly and so much more. I was blessed with two great parents. Plus they put up with my stubborn behind.
People loved my parents just as much as I did. It didn't matter what race, gender, sexuality, religion, or non religion someone was, they were treated people like family.
Yes I was. I know a lot of my friends didn't have that and that is why they spent a lot of time at my house.
I wish I had more of some of the traits my parents had.
My mom is very confrontational and isn't shy about voicing her thoughts on anything. I tried to not be like that for so long that I became the opposite, which I think now I like even less
It is a fine line, for sure.
The habit of seeing one's bad side before seeing the good.
Beating the dam kids. Calling his family "dam kids".
Self-pity. That's what my mother does, and I can't stand it.