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Eh - I would go so far as to say that my mom and I were best friends. Which was awesome - because she COULDN'T heli-mom me. Friends don't take care of your business for you. She used to give me advice then let me figure it out on my own.
My dad, on the other hand... well since my mom passed on, he doesn't realize that sometimes I just need to vent to someone that's older and can give advice. When mom was alive, I used to call her to vent and she'd give me fixit ideas, I used to call dad if it was a last resort and I needed him to fix something (along the lines of "I don't have this this or this information for this form what is it?" or "I'm $40 short for this or that thing that I need, can you send some money?").
So, I was having problems with registration my last fall semester of grad school, after my mom passed, and I called him to vent about it and see if he had any ideas, and he offered to CALL THE REGISTRAR'S OFFICE.
What?! Simmer the eff down, Dad, I am 23 years old I don't need my daddy to go down and "straighten out" the registrar. I'm more than capable of sticking up for myself.
And then I realized - thank God mom was there when I was growing up. Had my dad been on his own I probably still wouldn't know how to wipe my own butt.
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