Well,my mom ran off to Mexico when I was 4 --lived in a car--and tried to put me in an orphanage and my dad was a cold fish that didn't have the plums to be a single dad ,so my gramma raised me and did as good as she could. I just wish I had her (gramma)back to treat her like I should have. Took me a real long time to forgive them , but I finally got it done. Some folks are just not cut out to be parents. That BS caused me a lot of emotional problems for years. So I'd say neither.
When younger I was probably more of a Daddy's girl. During my teens my mother and I did not always get along, as was to be expected. Once I became human again, my mom did not seem so bad. My Dad is gone now and only my mother is left....hopefully she will still be around for a long time.
i may sound awful to say this, but i neither loved nor hated either of them. they both had problems with their own egos, each in their own way, and i never felt i could entirely trust either of them. i've always felt this way about certain aspects of certain religions too. i've never understood how anybody was supposed to be able to love anything that wished to be feared by them.