I'm white, and I have a great and open relationship with my parents. I am still at home with them, but I don't get to spend too much time with them, as we all work mad crazy hours at work. When I was younger, I had a 3 month faze where I couldn't stand them, for no reason. I love my parents. I love them even more for the fact that they adopted me when I was 1 day old. They were all most to the point of being poor, but they took me in and gave me an amazing upbringing. I would give my life, to have my parents live forever. I was never overly rebelious, but I did do my share of bad things, and they kept loving me the same, no matter what. Oh yeah, I have mad respect for my grandparents, they are awesome and I love them too.