Finally, as I approach my 50s, I believe my parents were right all along: I am not my body.
The life without a brother would be so boring and that's why I'm thankful to my parents I have my brother Wladimir.
You know, I think my parents, they led me into an awareness of what was going on.
The second week, I told my parents that we were not going to visit Nnamabia.
Warming up for the show that afternoon, I with my parents had gone on the NBC studio tour.
Later, when it came time to pick a job and career, I asked my parents and friends for advice.
When I convinced my parents to sign me up for little league, they took me to my first few practices.
It took a few seconds for it to sink in, then I told my parents and persuaded them to turn back.
Monday the lights in our apartment on West 13th Street flickered and went dim, and I called my parents, who live farther downtown, in Tribeca.
Yes, I can remember my parents having fancy dinner parties where my siblings and I were allowed to stay up just long enough to say hello, then shuffled off to our rooms.
Not that I'm necessarily equating the two in terms of literary merit, but I remember when I discovered "The Hardy Boys" in fifth or sixth grade: After reading the first book, I was so smitten I begged my parents to buy me the remaining fortysomething volumes for my birthday.
Even those few times I had traveled with my parents, I didn't feel completely right until we returned.
My first major was English, because I knew what a disappointment and sorrow I'd been to my parents and I wanted them to be proud of me despite everything that had happened.
In the 23 years since I lost my brother I have fought (alongside my parents) for this day.
In Syria, I was responsible to my parents, now I am responsible for them.
Once I started walking, my parents worried about me because every time I fell, I would hit my forehead on the ground.
"I feel that if my parents would have been more involved in my life that I would have made different choices, " said Tomlinson, now 27, who also shared her story with iReport.com.
In previous years I've never even opened my results in front of anyone, I've forced my parents to stay at home and wait in anticipation for my call.
When I was a youngster, my parents, siblings and I would attend Aunt Mary and Uncle Don's Christmas Eve party.
On special holidays, I would visit my parents with my journalist husband and children.
"It was the only show I watched with my parents as a kid, " he says.
"I totally ignored my parents the second we got into Grand Central, " she recalled.
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By the end of the week, I noticed that my parents were acting differently subtly so, but differently.
The last words I received from my parents that they are alive and they are able to escape.
But I felt cruddy my parents never saw me graduate.
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In 1960, or thereabouts, I went with my parents and sister to the Rep's Christmas pantomime, where the male lead was played by a young, charismatic actor, who was diabolically dressed all in black.
We all got tired of this dynamic, and since my sister and I no longer lived with my parents, it became harder and harder to tease out other each other the things we wanted as the holiday season drew near.
In conclusion, when I went down to Brazil to visit my parents during Christmas I was astonished by the high cost of living.
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