My father used to be somewhat difficult when I was a kid. He was quite a terror for us siblings, and since my teachers were always complaining, that made him quite upset! He never touched my sisters, but me and my brother - thats another painful story!
When I reached 8th grade, his attitude totally changed. I have spent the best time of my life with him after that, we were like buddies. Watched tv and played sports together. I treasure every moment spent with him. I have spent his last moments with him - lucky or unlucky I dont know since it is my most painful memory, but it still makes me teary eyed. He passed away in Nov 2006. Allah bless his soul - he was THE best.
My amma is an absolute sweetheart mashallah. I call her everyday but its not at all the same as being able to see her.
Ameen! :)