This is a letter in the Gratitude series. For more information on where this came from and to view the video from SoulPancake that inspired me, keep reading after the letter. Or, if you can’t handle too many feels in one day, just keep scrolling to the bottom. My dad won’t mind.
Thank you for never being disappointed in me, but making the distinction that you were disappointed in my choices – and always emphasizing that you still love me. You have instilled in me just enough paranoia to keep me on the right track, though sometimes it can get the best of me. I have always looked up to you for your work ethic and your willingness to put our needs before yours – I never truly understood it until I had kids. As I’ve grown up, I’ve enjoyed the little chats we have, no longer huddled around a speak n’ spell, but still always learning and growing. You taught me how to be self-sufficient and problem solve, and to love all things smart and Trekkie. I love that when I come to visit, if you’re working on a project, you light up as you show me what you’re doing and how you did it… inevitably finding some cool trick to make it easier, faster, or even more awesome than it began. In fact, because of your excitement for processes, it’s one of my favorite things to work with today (next to people – but I think I get that from mom). You’ve always supported me, given me your honest opinion, and loved me no matter what. I appreciate every lesson you taught me, even the ones you had to teach me twice. I’m grateful that I had a pretty good team raising me – we were never perfect, but we were always just right. There are days that I crave a bologna sandwich with spicy yellow mustard on white bread… and dirt. You’ve always been just cautious enough to still have some fun, especially on those off-road trips we got to take… camping out on the Mogollon Rim during the last 400 miler is probably one of my favorite memories as a teenager. I never felt like ‘just a girl’ or a ‘silly kid’ because you always treated me like a partner in the garage or on the road, always teaching me something along the way..
I hope that through it all, the headaches and the worry and the stress (and the locked doors for that brief period I frightened you as a teenager), you know how very much I love, respect, and appreciate everything you’ve done for me.
Even if this is awkward to read, don’t worry… I won’t ask you to say anything. I just wanted you to know. ‘Cause I think you’re pretty awesome.
Love you, dad.
This week, a video by SoulPancake was shared on my wall on Facebook. I’m still familiarizing myself with SoulPancake because let’s face it, science & feels are RIGHT up my alley! What I’ve seen so far has been so thought-provoking and inspiring… I just can’t get enough!
This particular video, linked below, is an experiment in happiness and how gratitude… well, you really should view it for yourself.
Go on. I’ll wait.
So after viewing the video… cleaning up a few tears, then viewing again, I thought – Gratitude. Huh. What a concept. I know I don’t give it out enough. I don’t say what I truly mean (and being a bitch doesn’t count, Mel… it just doesn’t).
After the compelling and happy science, I decided to start my own gratitude series as a way to boost my positivity and maybe even that of those around me. At the very least, I hope that those in my life know how very much they mean to me.