The Fault in Our Stars is a pretty good movie, too, but the book is always better. IMO! I wonder why we (myself included) feel our parents made mistakes, as we all do, but also praise them and see so many good things they did? I didn't strive to be a better parent than mine, but to be AS GOOD of a parent, which I believe I have failed at. Lord knows I have my complaints about them, but who would I be if not for them? One of my four children blames me for every wrong thing in her life. It's so demeaning and hurtful since I adored her and paid attention to her over the other 3. (That was wrong, but she was intelligent, outgoing, and well-behaved). Now the other 3 love me and tell me I was such a good mom, and she runs me down and talks behind my back to my own sister! I keep wondering where I messed up. But, did I? I wish she would get some therapy, counseling, or whatever. She's 42, married for three years, and has no children (Nor will she). The others have children, and I think they understand better how hard it is to be a perfect parent. Sorry about this long comment! You made me think a lot. Thanks.