I, too, feel fortunate to have been raised by loving, caring parents who did their best to prepare us for adulthood and to care for our bodies, minds and souls. While my mom and I continually butt heads over some things, and I wish at times she were able to be more affectionate and less judgmental, I realize that she behaves the way she does for good reasons, and I accept that we have different personalities. She’s not evil, or self-centered, and a lot of her behavior is a result of age and loneliness…Dad died 25 years ago…and we kids all managed to be loving, nurturing parents despite not having cuddly parents. We always knew we were loved, and none of us had any serious issues as kids or adults. Sure, my marriage didn’t work out, but that wasn’t because of any dysfunction on my part. And I only remember being spanked once in my life by my parents, and I well and truly deserved it. Any of the problems I’m having in my life have nothing to do with how I was raised. Thanks, Mom for always being there, and Dad, I miss you every day.