My mother remarried when I was young, and my stepfather adopted me.
My mother, who was quite sharp when I was young, became utterly mild.
One of the most visible effects of a child's presence in the household is to turn the worthy parents into complete idiots when, without him, they would perhaps have remained mere imbeciles.
As an adult, it's hard for me to remember my mother before her sickness. But if I go back into childhood, I can access that.
I think that before my son was born, I didn't have a strong sensation for future. I was living in this kind of never-ending present.
My dad was very religious growing up and a little bit closed minded, and I think me being in the theater, two of my three sisters are dancers, so being in the arts world has changed and opened him up in a lot of ways.
There was a time my parents never listened to me. They wouldn't have forced me into marriage had they heard me out. But now, they support me.
I've been married too many times. How terrible to change children's affiliations, their affections - to give them the insecurity of placing their trust in someone when maybe that someone won't be there next year.
You always think that a bolt of lightning is going to strike and your parents will magically change into the people you wish they were, or back into the people they used to be.
The end product of child raising is not the child but the parent.
