I'm not a big hoarder. But I keep a small box of memorabilia. Just random things that remind me of my youth and teenage years. Random photos, old school ID's, scraps of paper. I even have my original D.R.E.A.D. card.
I happened upon the box today and like usual, I just perused through it.
Here's one thing I kept. It's a note from dad when I was working at Michael's Men's Wear - probably 30 years old. He probably stopped by one day when I was with a customer or out to lunch or something.
He scrawled this on a sales slip. It was probably no big deal at the time to him. But I kept it. All these years. And reading it reminds me of a major reason my adult life is so great. Because as a kid, I knew my parents loved me.
It's a reminder of how much this kind of thing means to kids - even teenagers and young adults. The impression it makes, and the ripple effect the accumulation of these things make in a person's life.
So an early Happy Father's Day to dad (sorry Kee - I got this one in first this year!)
Thanks for making my childhood and life so wonderful! Thanks for making me want to be a good dad!
Love you!
me
I happened upon the box today and like usual, I just perused through it.
Here's one thing I kept. It's a note from dad when I was working at Michael's Men's Wear - probably 30 years old. He probably stopped by one day when I was with a customer or out to lunch or something.
He scrawled this on a sales slip. It was probably no big deal at the time to him. But I kept it. All these years. And reading it reminds me of a major reason my adult life is so great. Because as a kid, I knew my parents loved me.
It's a reminder of how much this kind of thing means to kids - even teenagers and young adults. The impression it makes, and the ripple effect the accumulation of these things make in a person's life.
So an early Happy Father's Day to dad (sorry Kee - I got this one in first this year!)
Thanks for making my childhood and life so wonderful! Thanks for making me want to be a good dad!
Love you!
me
