I grew up watching my mother scarifice herself for the sake of me. My parents divorced when I was four, plus I am the only child. This was hard for me, because moms was always out working making ends meet while daddy was off living and having a wonderful single life. But there were times when guilt would settle in then he would come around with lots of gifts...go figure. I love him though, I love both of my parents. Being a parent now has opened my eyes to know that being a parent is hard, when you are doing it together with the other parent or by yourself. Looking through young eyes you don't quite understand why your parents act the way they do. Then when you get older you soon start to hear yourself say...hey I sound like my mother/father and try to snap out of it. Well I know I do!