My mother didn't try to stab my father until I was six, but she must have shown signs of oddness before that. Alan Alda fathermotheroddness Change image and share on social
My mother didn't want me to be a feminist, a radical, political person, because she was scared. She wanted me to be protected and safe, but my life never was. Isabel Allende feministlifemother Change image and share on social
My mother didn't want me to be in fashion. She was in the fashion business, so was my brother, and she thought it was too crazy for me. She wanted me to be married with children, to be independent, yes, but not to have a crazy life. Donatella Versace brotherbusinesschild share on social
My mother died, and I couldn't stand to look at her bedroom any more. I'd get sick. I've always been a momma's boy. Little Richard bedroomboydie Change image and share on social
My mother died happily of a stroke in her seventies. Doris Lessing diehappilymother Change image and share on social
My mother died of cystic fibrosis before I knew her. I was two years old, and I don't remember her. I do remember, though, when it was just my father and me, before he met the woman who would become the mother who raised me, before my younger sister, Gillian. It was just the two of us, and he was my whole world. John Lloyd Young cysticdiefather share on social
My mother died of lung cancer last year. I felt helpless. As an economist, I thought, 'What can I do?' Andrew Lo cancerdieeconomist Change image and share on social
My mother died of metastatic colorectal cancer shortly before three P.M. on Christmas Day of 2008. I don't know the exact time of her death, because none of us thought to look at a clock for a while after she stopped breathing. Meghan O'Rourke breathecancerchristmas share on social
My mother died when I was 12, and right after, my dad died in a car crash. I was 15 and had no family. The court sent me to live with my uncle and aunt in Missouri. Karolyn Grimes auntcarcourt Change image and share on social
My mother died when I was 17, and I moved in with my dad to make a 12-month pig's ear of retaking my A-levels. Robert Webb daddieear Change image and share on social