For Father’s Day, I thought I’d share Things My Fathers Taught Me. That ‘s’ at the end of father is no typo. Technically, I have four fathers. Good thing I’m a Daddy’s Girl.
Let’s break it down.
Dad #1, Daddy, the original, one and only. The FATHER. Lost but not forgotten December 7, 2010.
Dad: #2, raised me from the age of three. Took me shopping for my first prom dress & taught me how to drive (both dangerous activities)
Dad #3: Practice makes perfect. The strong silent type. Always full of warmth and a big smile.
Father-in-law: Everyone calls him Grandpa. Which is good, because for the first 10 years I called him ‘you’. An extraordinary man who walks his own path. Raised the hubs, one of the many things he did right.
Don’t piss IT away (Daddy). Nobody was ever really sure what ‘it’ was, but we took ‘it’ to be anything one was lucky to have such as money, talent, brains, and the like that one should value, treasure, or tread carefully with as opposed to, I guess, pissing away.
It’s the people who are important (Daddy). When I was 12, and trying desperately to hang out with my friends and be cool instead of going out with my Dad for one of our weekend visits, I zingered him with I‘m not coming. I don’t want to go THERE. or DO THAT. Whatever he wanted to go, I’m sure my rejection hurt his feelings, as he planned all of our outings with the greatest care. His response to me? It’s not where you’re going, it’s who you’re with. And you know what, he was so right.
You don’t have to be blood to be family (Dad). My stepfather took my brother and I to his heart like we were his own children. From the moment he met my mother, we were his, and he took the responsibility of raising us very seriously. Even after he and my mother divorced, he remained (and remains) completely and totally in my life.
With a little bit of care, you too can look like a movie star (Allan). My mother’s husband is so fancy and handsome sometimes people can’t believe it. He’s proof positive that if you good care of your things (including your body), it will last forever. He’s also a walking advertisement for healthy and careful eating, as he’s kept early-stage prostate cancer at bay through diet and exercise.
If you’ve got confidence, you can garden in tiny Adidas shorts (Daddy). My father possessed a pair of shorts that were last seen on that 70s show. He wore them with a screw you and a devil may care attitude. In fact, he treated his whole life like those shorts, and was proof positive that if you march to the beat of your own drummer, you can be successful and happy.
You can never love your kids too much (Grandpa). My Father-in-Law is a man who loves his family. He is there for them through thick and thin, and never hesitates to share his wisdom or all out support. He is all father, all the time.
Love what you do (Dad, Daddy). The only person who loved being a dentist more than my stepfather was my Dad. Both of my fathers were so passionate about their work. They showed that you can, and should, go to work happy and fulfilled every single day of your life.
Laughter is the best medicine (Daddy, Grandpa) These two know (knew) how to tell a dirty joke like nobody’s business. Well, not as much my father, because he would never remember the punchline to any of his jokes. Being around these two always means (meant) that you were giggling (or cringing) most of the time, all the while being winked at and elbowed with ‘did ya get it?’
Mostly, my fathers taught me:
Listen to your Fathers. These four men have guided the lives of of their kids, steps and in-laws. They have wisdom, and they’ve shared it openly, with love, and of course the occasional unwanted lecture.
Live like nobody is watching . My Dads have all walked their own paths and have created their own individual imprints on our world. Each one totally unique, each one finding the joy in their lives, their kids, grandchildren, work and spouses.
Explains a lot.
Some John Mayer. It’s appropriate.