One more list of photo albums
OK, y'all, I *really* thought it would be easier than it has been for me to write a daily travel blog/journal entry.... (note to self...
QOTW – 2009/11/09
And the Question of the Week is… What are the most important things you learned from your father?
My answer is after the cut…
Oh… everything? To be fair, though, this isn’t as much just from my father as it is from the Committee of G-ma, daddy, Bill and Doris, Aunt Gay and Uncle Joe.
To be patient; to listen; that everybody has a story, and most people just want to be listened to; to appreciate many different kinds of music; that you should play it the way that you feel it; that it’s important to not become a workaholic, yet also important to not shirk hard work; to be helpful to those in need; that not only should you share what you have, but sometimes sharing the last thing you have is the most important thing you can do; be kind; have fun; enjoy life; play as hard as you work; take care of books; have hobbies; there is beauty in everything, but sometimes you have to look hard.
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Such a wonderful time! Thanks for sharing!
just WOW! too much! I'll dedicate a weekend to Ire when you get back. Have fun!
OH MY GOD I wonder if it's too late in life for a career change?! That would be so fun!
Brilliant! I'd watch the hell out of a PBS show of you just traveling and rambling, just sayin'.
I'm sure Molly is thrilled at all the people touching her boobs. Goodness... Those parks are so lovely. And that…
… that “I love you” can also be expressed with out words, or even if you’re far away from each other. And that there is someone who will always ‘have my back’.
Affirmation is one of the greatest gifts to give a person.
I was very much my mother’s son, and most of what I learned from my father was by way of bad example. I didn’t learn too well in all cases — like avoiding overwork and having Puritan guilt over not working. He was inarticulate and embarrassed about sex; odd for a doctor. He had surprising prejudices — hated facial hair and fired a ranking employee for growing moustache. But he was kindly and worked against his more conventional prejudices.
I learned not to drink myself senseless every night.
Finally I learned to love him and feel sorrow for the demons that drove him.
Unca Joe
Well said, Unca Joe, and I would agree with that wholeheartedly. Also, it’s *wonderful* to see you up and commenting! Yay for recovery!!!
Righty-Tighty- Lefty -Loosey! lots of other stuff too but that is what pops into my head first and really is something I use often!
I answered this on my blog. I don’t have the greatest relationship with my father but I did learn some things from him – more of the “what not to do” kind though.
mine is up!
http://www.gardenofmoments.com/2009/11/things-i-learned-from-my-father.html
He taught me the right way to eat blue crabs so you don’t miss a single tiny bit of meat; how to catch, scale and fillet fish; electricity/electonics and enough morse code to get a novice ham license; photography; basics of portrait painting; how to stop blood flow with pressure. Philosophical stuff? Do as I say, not as I do…
That the most important person to worry about disappointing is myself.