My second choice from Mama Kat’s Almost World Famous Writer’s Workshop was prompt #2.) Share a lesson you learned from your Father that still sticks with you to this day.
The biggest lesson my dad taught me in life was integrity. He taught me to always say what you mean and mean what you say and to live up to what you promise. He taught me that the one thing in life that is so fleeting and easy to lose is your reputation and once lost, it is extremely hard to get it back, therefore, don’t do anything to jeopardize losing it to begin with!
My father is a man of his word and he doesn’t mince words. He can be very direct which can sometimes come across as being harsh or mean. He doesn’t mean it that way he just tells it like he sees it. I think above anyone else I’ve ever known I trust my father. I know that whether good or bad or whether I actually want to hear the truth or not, he will tell it to you straight. He is honest in his dealings with people and I know he’d never take a dime from anyone that he thought he didn’t earn. He has never wanted or taken a hand out and even finds it hard to ask for help if he needs it. He’d rather do it himself. I tend to think a lot of that part of him wore off on me. He taught me to be pretty much self-reliant and either do it yourself or hire someone you think is competent to do the job and pay them for it.
He is stingy with his praise (or he was when we were growing up) so you know when he tells you that you did a good job and he’s proud of you (something he seldom says) then you KNOW you’ve accomplished something. He doesn’t mind telling other people when they’ve done something wrong and though it might seem callous, it’s just his way of letting you know to do it right the next time. He did teach me to treat others with respect. Even the poor and down trodden have their good points and we should take the time to find those gems. We shouldn’t judge other people by what they have or what they look like but for the person they are inside.
My father can also be ebullient and charismatic. He is quite the character and quite the story teller. I think I inherited my way with words from him. He enjoys nothing better than to hold an audience captive with his words and his tales and has a way of weaving a tale like no one I’ve ever met. I (and many others) love to sit around and just listen to him spin his web and lure you in. I could listen to him for hours. Give him a glass or two of wine and he not only tells you a tale but becomes dangerous with his hand gestures. I’m that way even when I’m sober!
He also taught me to love and respect nature. To take care of animals, big and small and to appreciate the great outdoors and all it has to offer us. To be mindful of what we nature provides us and not to be disrespectful by littering or abusing the things we are provided with.
My dad is gregarious and big hearted and a wonderful man. I like to think that I have the best parts of him running through my veins and if I can be even a little like him then I think I’ve accomplished a lot. Happy Father’s Day!