No matter where I am in the world when people learn that I come from a family of three girls the response is inevitably “oh, you’re poor father!” and I generally agree. My sisters and I weren’t exactly a cakewalk and anyone who has lived through three teenage girls deserves a medal of honor – which goes for both my parents.
Whenever I’m having this conversation in my mind I always see the image of the first time I had my heart broken. I was in high school and my mom was out of town visiting family. My poor dad was alone with me and had to hold his sobbing, fully grown daughter and try to explain to her that the world was not ending and yes, she would love again. Like I said: no cakewalk.
That being said, as I look back on the photo montage of my life I can’t help but notice that they really sealed their own fate. For instance, if I had not always had such a committed, loving relationship as a model I probably wouldn’t have such unrealistically high expectations for the men in my life or be heartbroken every time a relationship doesn’t end in a 35 year marriage.
The next slide is of them tearfully hugging me goodbye after I decided to attend what was not only the most expensive university in the country but the furthest from home. Who’s fault is it really that I was raised hearing the phrase “You can do anything you put your mind to” every day?
Or what about this whole Peace Corps thing? I know it’s tough to have your youngest daughter living in the middle of nowhere Central America but who encouraged me to follow my sense of adventure? Brought me to the middle of the desert and the bottom of the ocean? Who consistently reminded me of the importance of giving back to the world?
Sure, I’ve cost them a few gray hairs (or hairs in general, sorry dad!) and I probably would have done some damage to their blood pressure if they weren’t so freakishly healthy, but it’s really all their own doing. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I wouldn’t be here without them.
I wouldn’t be anywhere without them and anything I accomplish is only possible because of them.
Happy Father’s Day mom and dad. I love you.