My father, my Bestfriend...

I was the same way with my dad, growing up especially. It wasn't untill later on in life that we started to grow apart, My wife left and i took on a new jobs to support me and my sons. I often had to work late hours and had my parents watch them. I always felt like I was using them. It wasn't long after I settled in that he passed away, and i never really got to show him or let him know how much I appriciated or how much it ment to me helping out like he did. I kept them so busy with the kids that my borther and sister and his son didn't get to see him as often in his final months. I always felt guilty about that, I just wish he was still around to see the boys now that they've grown up and all that they have accomplished. Then he would know that it was all worht it and I could tell him how much I love him and thank him for all the sacrafices he made for us.

We are not the same because I consider my mother as my bestfriend. lol.