My parents are currently on two ends of the spectrum. My mother is my soul, my heart, my everything. My father is my father. I love him and I come from him, but our relationship doesn't hold as much power as the one I have with my mother. I find myself disgusted by this, but coming from a "broken" family can harbor distance between people. My mother has given her all for me and I'm forever grateful. We argue and butt heads all the time, but when it comes down to it I know that she's one of the only people I can always depend on. For me when someone asks me about my parents, I think of my mom first.
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