I get an immersive appreciation of nature from both parents.
From my dad, I get a sort of meditative quality of consciousness and an acceptance of things and people as they are.
From my mom, I get my stubborn and fiery nature, though it's tempered by what I get from my dad.
They are both good writers, which I like to think I got from both of them.
They are both very artistic - a quality that I don't necessarily share.
I have my mom's sentimental attachment to objects and my dad's tendency to keep things deconstructed and squalid.
From my dad I received a love of the broken, from my mom I received a love for forgotten things.