As it is the Fathers who set the tone in the home, it seems appropriate that we honor Father’s Day with Stephanie Mills’ rendition of Home, courtesy of youtube.
Happy Father’s Day! It seems like real Fathers are far and few between. I am grateful and glad that mine is part of that dying breed. Nevertheless, I want to wish all of the Fathers reading a happy and joyous day today. Enjoy your families.
There are many lessons I can attribute to my Father, who for the sake of family peace, shall remain nameless in this blog. However I want to focus on one today. That lesson is in pride.
The details of the situation involved escape me at the time of this writing. But what I can tell you is that I was always a headstrong, precocious child who would rather “die” than to cry uncle. Whatever was going on at the time, prompted my Dad to tell me, “You don’t want to cut your nose off just to spite your face.”
Now at the time, this graphic illustration sounded more like a warning against body mutilation! However, I later understood its full meaning, which is not to stand on your pride, when it is you, in the long run, that you are hurting. I am so glad these are figurative examples, because I would indeed be noseless, as it took some time to learn that lesson.
Great advice, Dad. Thanks.
On this week of Father’s Day what lessons did you learn from YOUR Dad?
Please share it in the comments!
Until Next Time,
Atalie St. James
Wednesday, January 25, 2012 - 4:51:46 AM
My lesson from our Dad was not stated, it came from watching him. The lesson is that if you set goals, sacrifice, and work very hard you will be successful. I completely agree with you that our father is the last of a dying breed and feel grateful to be one of his children.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012 - 4:52:17 AM
My father was a hobo before he married my Mom. He would hitch train rides to travel from place to place in search of work. He learned how to save his meager earnings and survive in the 1930's. He shared many true life experiences with his four sons. I am motivated because of his strength and ability to survive on a third grade education. He lived to be 90+. Yes he could read and write, his math was phenomenal especially with money
Atalie, speaking of non-verbal lessons, he also taught us not to waste time on grudges. If you had a fall out with him, there was no awkward apology or silent treatment. Everyone just came back after they said their peace, as if everything were good! *Sounds odd, but it works* There were many more lessons. But those were a few of my favorites.
Clarence, If you will allow me to add, your Dad also had a warm, but commanding presence that made a little girl from NC feel that he was her personal bodyguard. My memories of him are of his hugs hello and goodbye. I remember thinking he had to be the strongest man in the world! Thanks for sharing!