My memories from my childhood are centered on my father's medical conditions alongside my constant desire to understand the principles of the nature around me.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My main memories of my father are of his illness.
My mother says that my father truly enjoyed having a son. My two-years-younger twin sisters felt that he didn't quite know how to enjoy them. But I wasn't aware of those things then. So many of my childhood memories involve him. All the excursions into science were shaped by his knowledge and enthusiasm.
This familiarity with a respected physician and my appreciation of his work, or the tragedy I experienced with the long, tormented agony and death of my mother might have influenced me in wanting to study medicine. It was not the case.
When it comes to Father's Day, I will remember my dad for both being there to nurture me and also for the times he gave me on my own to cultivate my own interests and to nurture my own spirit.
When my father passed away and then when later on I gave birth, those are sort of ground-breaking experiences that put everything else into perspective.
It seemed like most of the memories faded before they had time to form. And after a while, my life with my father seemed like a familiar story or a distant dream.
I have lots of memories of my father. He was an incredible father. We all loved him to death.
I've been very fortunate in the things I've had in my life. But, at the same time, I wish I had the same types of memories as everyone else.
I've given my life to the principle and the ideal of memory, and remembrance.
I have to say, creating memories is so important to me that I did a book about creating memories for your family.
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