Every time I do the right thing, I can thank my parents for that. For every time I've had the courage to apologize for doing the wrong thing, I can thank my parents for that, too.
My shrink says I have my over-protective mom to thank for my anxiety disorder, but I've met plenty of people with under-protective parents, and I think I got the better deal. I can't fault Mom for trying too hard at her job.
I can also thank my parents for my education, not only insofar as they paid for it, but they also nurtured it by reading to me, and helping me learn to read.
I'll probably never be rich, and I may even be forever crushed by debt, but I was blessed with good parents and good siblings. I'll take that over money any day.