Part 2: A Letter to My Dad

Dear Dad,

I just wrote about your wife, how amazing of a Mother she was, but there’s no need to tell you that, because you know a million times more than me just how great she is/was. But there’s no way in the world I couldn’t write about you.

My Father started a business in 1983. He was just 25 years old. He had a business partner at the time, and they both had roughly $500 each. This year, 2018, we celebrate 35 years in business. My Father, started a business on $1,000.00 and it has continued and flourished ever since.  He lost his business partner to a cruel disease many years ago, but continued on as a Solo Director.  Before I go back many years ago, I want to tell you how much I love working for you, for Mum, for this company you’ve worked so damn hard for, and with my two Brothers. I never thought there would come a day that I would be the Administrator here, but perfect timing and here I am 3 and a half years  in. I couldn’t picture a better spot to be working, even though 4 years ago I wouldn’t have thought I’d be sitting here at my desk writing this, from my Dad’s business space.

So, as much as we can try to fathom how difficult running your own business is, and I know a lot of people have done/do it but that doesn’t stop me from being immensely proud of my Family, I can’t go past how brilliant my Father was 32 years ago.  I hear of so many Father’s not doing much with their children, or complaining about it, or simple being distant in the lives of their children, and I just don’t understand. I know it’s because we were so lucky to have my Dad so involved in our lives, and I am so thankful that it didn’t go any other way.

My Mum was amazing day to day, she did everything but the moment my Father walked in the door, my Mum got a “break”, not that she wanted one in the slightest, or complained, but just the fact that my Dad was so hands on with us. We would be in his arms the moment he walked in the door. He’d feed us (a lot of the time he cooked too), bath us, change us, and tuck us in with a big smooch and hug goodnight. That sounds so simple, but it’s not, it’s enormous and goes to show how amazing my Father actually is.

It doesn’t stop there, even if we were in bed, or playing by ourselves, Dad would have the ironing board up in front of the TV, and doing the ironing for Mum, or unpacking the dishwasher to vacuuming the floors.  My Dad worked so hard for my parent’s business, every single week and still gave my two Brothers and I every single spare minute he had at home with us. He wouldn’t miss a game of sport as we got older, nor does he now that we’re all adults. A lot of people might be in the same situation as me, but I know that there are also many that aren’t.

So, to the people who are not yet parents (me included), take note. Be hands on, it’s not only healthy for your relationship with your Partner/children, but kids remember, everything. And if they didn’t, I wouldn’t be writing this post about how amazing my Dad was then, and how much more amazing he is now.

Be a “Super Dad”, or better yet, a “Super Mum”. It goes both ways.

How lucky am I to have one of each.

– TB. xx

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My SUPER DAD.
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