It was no surprise that I was my dad’s biggest fan and he was mine. I wanted to do everything he did. We were “pals” and we had called each other that since before I can remember. We had a secret handshake and everything. I felt cool when I was with my dad. Maybe it was because I got to do “boy” things with him. I was never into girlie things. I wanted to be outside, getting dirty, playing in the barn, working in the garage. I didn’t want to wear dresses and cute shoes, I wanted to wear jeans and boots. Whatever my dad was doing, I wanted to do it too! He showed me how to fish, change a tire, use power tools and all that good stuff.
Through his own actions and encouragement, my dad taught me I could be or do whatever I wanted. It was okay if I would rather do “guy” stuff. He showed me equality and gave me the confidence to pursue my interests. He taught me a lot of powerful lessons and he didn’t have to say a word. He showed me. I don’t even know if he truly knew the values he taught me just by existing. Even though I can’t see him anymore, he is still teaching me. The more I think about him, the more I remember what it means to be a good person. I will forever be your #1 Fan!
Be inspired, free spirits!
***For the record….my mom taught me a lot of those lessons too and I love her just the same! 😚***