It took me long to accept my parents inheritance, I was always opposed to their values and personalities when I was young. Most of them, at least.
They've always valued family, I've preferred my friends.
They've chosen home, I've chosen traveling.
My mother is a housewife, my father an entrepeneur, I'm a teacher.
My mother likes VIP gossip, my father talked only about business, I'm an intellectual.
My mother is catholic, my father bended towards spiritism, I'm becoming more and more a budist.
Despite the obvious conflicts, I've started changing after my father's passing away. I catch myself using his teachings a lot, especially when I have to face the crude world outside, actually, I behave exactly like him whenever I am in a negotiation moment. He has always told me "go and check", which I used to consider boring, but now I insist untill I feel there's really no other way.
The relationship between my mother and I has been marked by competition, but as she grows old and more and more dependent on me, I'm managing to play my role without putting her in a humiliating place, which is operating miracles! Now I can recognise that her love for the arts defined a great deal of my choices and sensitivity.
I'm also realising that this kind of "cure" influences on my other relationships, because I don't look for strength outside home anymore, nor reassurence or even love. I feel a greater sense of integrity.