Spiritually speaking, what is or was your relationship with your parents like?

Very good relationship, they both are looking down from heaven now,

Blessings

I am on good terms with my family my mother and I can talk about almost anything. The same goes with my stepmother and sometimes my father.

No we don't share the same opinions on religion. All of my family are either Southern Baptists or Methodists. I on the other hand, am Agnostic.

My mother knows that I do not agree with everything Christianity teaches, so to keep the peace we tend to stay away from religious topics. There are times when I'll share with her other things I have learned from other religions and how they relate to what she believes; since she is open minded there are very few issues between us.

My mother has always been Catholic. My father was Jehovah Witness (he converted after marriage). I was raised as a Catholic, but having meaningful conversations with my Dad. Fortunately, both were very tolerant towards each other, and I could freely choose my path. I was Catholic until age 22, when I came to know Spiritism and became Spiritist. My mother was OK with my choice, but my father started to put some pressure for me to change... Since Spiritism teaches Reincarnation and promotes the communication with spirits from the Spirit Realm, you can imagine that my father would not like it at all. Still, we always had good conversations about it. I used to listen to him and expose my ideas. He used to listen to me respectfully.

My father was a loving man! Despite his strong beliefs, he was respectful and loving, He loved me no matter what, I am sure of that. He passed away in 2005, and the last words to me were "God bless you!". I am confident he is in a good place, and now he knows I was always right...

Peace!

Well, I grew up in a time when family was golden...We ate at the table together, played games together, watched TV(some in black and white) together. We prayed together and attended church together. We shared aspirations and dreams together...Mom taught the boys as well as the girls how to cook and clean (of course that came easy in our household). Dad worked 6 days a week much of the time, and had 4 businesses going on all at the same time so the only time we saw him was late at night and that was a rarity. But we got through it and we all worked , loved and lived together...Mom knew where we were at all times (well most of the time.) And we all did nice vacations at least 2 times a year.. I did not know we had money until my neighbor told me when I was 13 and that was a surprise to me until then..We leaned trades at an early age and we learned business as a second language...

God is good.

My father was hard on me. I was the youngest and he had high hopes for me. As a result, I quit high school and went on an alcohol binge that lasted for years.

My mother? I love the woman for all of eternity, but I can't be in the same room with her for more than 10 minutes before I feel like I'm going to explode.

This is sad right now because she's in the hospital dying and I went to see her yesterday and left after being there for only 55 minutes.

I just had to leave. She's "mommy dearest", if you know whom I'm talking about.

I am fortunate in that my mother, father, and stepdad all share (and in the case of my recently deceased father, shared) my faith.

There have been some little disagreements here and there, as to certain teachings, but they are being resolved peacefully. For the most part, we agree, and we all remain religious and in the same faith so...it is harmonious.

I was forced into the rituals of the Catholic Church by BOTH my parents who were devout... don't ask me why? I can tell you how. In every aspect of life, it is pervasive, always there, somewhat obligatory and habitual, and yes, we got along.

Later my parents became substance abusers, mom joined the Hare Krishnas (her mom was a hippy) and my dad joined a circus and different bands, and was a combination musician/magician. He was on the road alot. I didn't get along too well with my mom. I don't agree with her cult or religion. I could get along with my dad if his brains weren't fried; actually he has early-onset Alzheimers and Parkinson's, both.

I went to live with cousins who were Catholic, things were fairly normal, I went to school, and worked for my uncle (a taxi owner/operator), earned a fair amount of money, and together with scholarships have attended University. Now, I get along very well with the Catholic folks who raised me.

Personally, I believe in conservative morality, ethics, altruism, benevolence and Christian religion.

I am on great terms with my mother, now that I live several hours drive from her. My father passed away a few months ago, but we have always been close. MY dad was an atheist. My mom a protestant.

My father died when I was 6, so I really can't remember anything about him. My mother raised 2 children by herself. She was a wonderful woman and mother until her death a couple of months ago.

With my Mom, great. With my biological father, nonexistent for the most part. I still love him, though. At least I could always depend on my heavenly Father to provide for me.