My Dad is Still My Biggest Role Model

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I remember having a conversation/lecture with my dad a little over a year ago about the appropriateness of risk-taking while having young children.

He was right in a lot of aspects of what he said, but at the same time, I gave a hard side eye to the man who left Corporate America to start his own business in the basement of the home we lived in 30 something years ago.

I somehow have a memory from around 2 years old of walking down into the basement of the family home- blue carpet, brown desk cluttered with papers and my dad working.

I also remember when we moved into a bigger home and he moved into his own office space. My sister was born. He worked long hours and my mom stayed with us girls. In the evenings around 8 or 9 pm, when there was just a sliver of sun left on the horizon, he would often arrive home for dinner and we would be waiting for the sound of the key in the lock.

Our feet would pound down the stairs,

“Daddy is home!!”

And then we would beg him to take us into the backyard and swing us circles. Sometimes he would oblige.

Teenage years were tricky. I think that hit my parents hard. I’m empathetic, trying to run a business and dealing with teenage girls and two little ones, it’s no walk in the park. But we’ll fast forward to today.

It’s Father’s Day and my dad took a short-break but for the last few hours has been blasting paint off the porch in preparation to repaint it.

I started to wonder why he has not taken the day off, but then I realize here I am, I’ve recorded a podcast today, I’m spending a couple hours writing this post and I still have 3 hours of other work to do this evening.

I am my father’s child. 

Back to the conversation with my dad I mentioned earlier, he had been chiding me for risky behavior and said something along the lines of getting a “normal” job. I gently called him out and he quickly remembered the path he took.

We connected on that level.

Though we don’t always agree and have butted heads like nobodies business, we have also had times of great camaraderie and I have a lot of respect for the man.

I often wonder if my dad had taken the “normal” route if I would have too. I never thought about these things when I was younger, but I do now… a lot.

If my dad hasn’t taught me anything else, he’s definitely taught to me work hard for what I want in life. I’m sure I’ve interpreted that different than what he had in mind lol, but I’m the monster of his own making. I know that because he was successful I will most certainly find my way to success too.


Thank you for reading!

❤ Aleesha

Day 162


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