Two words… Roller coaster.
I think that most people can relate to that though. You love them as a child, hate them as a teen, and realize how right they were as you grow up.
My mom is one of my best friends now, but there is no way that I could have said that during high school. Back then, she was HORRIBLE (or at least in the mind of a rebellious teenager)
I will always be a daddy’s girl. I miss him terribly. I could always talk to him. We had our spats but I never doubted how much he loved me.
What was your relationship like?