My mother and father instilled in me a sense of purpose not defined by today's street obsession with bling, cars or cribs.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
As a child, my mother had instilled in me a feeling of being born for a purpose.
In so many ways, a lot of the drive I've had to do certain things has been because of this sense that I have both the opportunity and in some sense the obligation to ratify that my parents' life had purpose.
My mother's passion for something more, to write a different destiny for a dirt-poor farmer's daughter, was to shape my entire life.
As a child, I remember I always wanted to make my parents happy and give them everything in their lives.
Ours was a loving, nurturing household, but, at the same time, my parents' goal was to make all their children self-sufficient.
My parents wanted me to grow up around horses and open spaces.
Our parents provided us with the essentials, then got on with their own lives. Which makes me realise that my parents were brilliant, not for what they did, but more for what they didn't do.
Parents were invented to make children happy by giving them something to ignore.
As much as I transferred my mother to Elizabeth Shore of The Black Dahlia, as much as her dad mutated into an obsession with crime in general, well, I have thought about other things throughout the years.
The essence of childhood, of course, is play, which my friends and I did endlessly on streets that we reluctantly shared with traffic.
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