Without a doubt, some of the best moments of my life involve my parents. Even though I adore my baby sisters, it was fun being an only child and not having to share their attention.
Nothing can compare to the feeling of being the center of someone s life.
When I was about four or five years old, my father decided to go back to college. He wanted a degree in Materials Engineering, so of course he always came home with a ton of scientific technical books. Back then we had a tiny house, with just enough bedrooms for everyone. To give him a place to concentrate, we converted our miniature enclosed porch into a study. The final touch was a floor lamp that had the tendency to sway in a slight breeze.