My mother was the prettiest woman in the town. He was a bit older than her. They made me. And he split.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was a mother's boy.
I am lucky. I had a very beautiful mother.
I had a gorgeous mom. She was beautiful, so I lucked out there.
Dad was the first man I fell in love with. He was a very funny man. He grew up in the East End of London and was very dynamic, and I understood why my mother fell in love with him.
I was really lucky. My gal pal was my mom.
My mother was a passionate, complicated, sometimes fierce woman.
I was the youngest and only girl in a family of two older brothers.
But I was very, very unhappy because my mother was very charming and generous, but to me, very dominating.
I was a single mom that raised two bright, beautiful, and compassionate girls.
I was very close to my mother as the youngest of three. She was my playmate.