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Five Lessons From My Dad

Happy Friday! I’m spending most of day preparing for the Father’s Day extravaganza I have planned for Sunday. Dinner is at my house and I have a menu to plan. But I’m fairly sure a cake will make an appearance. I figure 18 layers should be suitable, don’t you?

You see, I’m a bit of a daddy’s girl. Always have been, likely always will be. We share so many qualities, even ones I probably wouldn’t want to own up to, that there’s no denying I’m his daughter. Throughout my childhood, he was there to pick me up when I fell over, to check my bedroom for monsters, to offer strength, support and an occasional sarcastic joke.

But more than anything else, he taught me, largely by example. In honor of Father’s Day, I’m sharing five of the best lessons he taught me.

1. Office supplies are always the right gift.
My dad and I share a very strong (and some may say odd) love of office supplies. Post-its, planners, highlighters and so on. Most parents hate going school supply shopping with their children. My dad would get mad if I didn’t take him with me, even when I was in college, which is why I think I might have to a little something as a homage to our love, something like this one from Writey.

2. I could be anything I wanted.
I remember vividly sitting on my dad’s lap and him telling me that I could be anything I wanted to be when I grew up. The sarcastic little brat in me responded “but I can’t be a dad!” Despite my rather astute observation, the message still struck a chord. Even 26 year old me toys with the idea of becoming a famous writer, a philanthropic doctor or a princess.

3. The way you treat people who can give you nothing in return speaks volumes about your character.
I know it sounds a little cheesy, but this lesson pretty much became my life motto and how I judge other people. I watched my dad in awe as he worked with children and individuals with special needs effortlessly. It’s a natural gift for him and one that I’d like to think he passed it down to me. My career with Special Olympics is because of the lessons he taught me growing up.

4. Hard work is not optional, it’s a must.
My dad is quite possibly the hardest working person I’ve ever met. Growing up, he worked exceptionally long hours during the week (and the occasional weekend), but was always willing to help with homework or play after dinner. I know he must have been exhausted, but always dedicated his full attention to his family.

5. I deserved to be treated in a certain way.
Another instance of him teaching by example, my dad constantly embodied being a gentlemen. Holding doors, pulling out chairs, treating others with respect. The way he and my mom interacted with each other. All of these things made an impression on me from a very young age and shaped what I was looking for in a partner.

What’s the best lesson your dad taught you?
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