Father’s Day
A story spanning twenty years which is nowhere near its end, but what a story to tell so far. Fathers make a world seem brighter. Happy Father’s Day.
‘Finding direction in this world of ours proves troubling and difficult. With a helping hand, it can seem easier or more convoluted. No matter the outcome, you’re grateful for the assistance.’
The story between a Dad and his son can travel down a numerous amount of paths.
It depends on the availability of the father figure and the bond between the two, to name but a few.
It’s a hard relationship to strike right.
I should know.
My Dad and I have an interesting companionship. There are a few reasons.
Let me explain.
My Dad grew up the youngest of five, and had a passion for hockey and playing the drums. His profession relates to music and acoustics, so seems fitting that a childhood love became his job.
That’s everyone’s dream, right?
He made it a reality — and I intend to do the same.
Perhaps that’s where I get my free thinking and ambitious prospects from.
Who knows?
Anyway, after marrying my Mum and moving permanently to the UK, he set his path to success.
A work ethic — which I spoke about in a previous blog — that I follow diligently.
There’s always more you can do.
There are people you can help and make their day a bit better.
I’m referring to his charity work. He’s a charitable man.
He started volunteering at the homeless shelter in Charing Cross ten years ago.
There’s a lot of following in his footsteps.
And while they’re all excellent steps — I want to pave my own path too.
That’s why I like financial independence.
That’s why I want to work hard now so that I can create opportunities for myself.
He’s definitely done a lot for me.
And I’m forever grateful.
But as much as being called my Dad’s son, I want to be called by my name and not to be an attachment to someone else — as great as he is.
That separation happened when I won the Club Championship at Sidcup Golf Club in 2015. People started to realise that I could perform (although long since disappeared).
My Dad and I don’t always see eye-to-eye.
We both have strong characters and are always adamant we’re right.
He usually uses some extended explanation of science that he claims to know, while I nod my head in disbelief.
I think he wants me to live my life, travel and explore.
But he wants me to be rational. To think before I do.
He provides me with an incredible moral compass.
He has controversial views but usually backs them up.
He’s my best friend and my closest ally.
He’s always got my back.
He is a Dad that would be honest with the truth even if it hurt.
He is human and has his own personal struggles.
That’s good — keeps me sane.
He makes crap jokes but is an excellent role model.
The man I am today is because of him and my Mum.
The only two significant influences on me since I first cried into the world in 1997.
That’s pretty sweet.
Happy Father’s Day to all Dads.