I am really glad you had such a good father, Sadje… As mentionned in your post, I think that all fathers have something to teach us, wether it is to follow their example or to become completely different people, but the first option is always the best 😉
I wasn’t aware that you had two dads, Yinglan… It seems obvious that the apple didn’t fall far from the tree 😉 Is your second father still alive? You often mention your mother, but I don’t recall you talking about him…
Unfortunately, both passed. I somehow feel like my second dad died of a broken heart because of what my mom (and I) did to him. I did like him though, just didn’t like the drinking.
I am very sorry to read this, Bee. That is certainly a rough way to learn to be a better person, by not following his steps… But you sure succeeded! *Big hugs*
I agree, having different opinions doesn’t mean that people can’t get along. If we are open enough to welcome a different view, we’re that much richer, at least I think so 🙂 If we were all the same, and thought the same thoughts, it would be sooooooooo boring, right? 🙂
It seems to me like a couple of generations back, fathers were mainly providers, and figures of authority for their children. I don’t want to generalize, but it is my feeling… 😉
Actually, I’m not sure when Father’s Day is here. I think it’s different. But, undeniably, I am a father, and so every day is Father’s Day, which is fine by me. You may have seen my Instagram post of the latest addition to the family – and there is another due before Christmas. So I am blessed. And I have my own father, amongst others, to thank for that.
My Father was a handsome and intelligent man. Sadly he suffered from depression and took his own life when I was 16. In 1965 there was not so much recognition of depression as an illness and no medication to help those who suffered from it.
That is such a sad story, Anne. My grand father suffered from depression after losing his job back when my mother and uncle were just little kids. Fortunately, he was sent to a mental institute, but as you said, treatments weren’t what they are now, and he was given heavy drugs and electro-shock therapies, and never got out of the health system after that… Thank God we now have much better solutions, and people are (generally) not left to themselves like your late father… *Big hugs*
Thank you for your sympathetic comment. In those days there was little to help people with mental illness and when the pain got to be unbearable they took their own lives as a path to release from that pain.
It must be quite something to raise a family far from your home country… Too bad you didn’t get along very well, but I am sure he left you some positive nonetheless 😉 Happy Father’s Day a little late, good Sir!
Boy who never grew up! In his seventies he is still climbing and running and jumping. He is a sweet, modest man, who provides a brilliant example. He taught us how to climb trees and how to fix our bikes. He is incredibly reliable and faithful in all things – a man of his word. He taught us to love life, to love nature, to always be helpful when it was in the power of our hand. He is a giver, a true giver. He also likes his little comforts – watching his sport is part of his routine. He enjoys his food (I sometimes question his taste-buds!) and he wants his family to be happy. He is down to earth and a hard worker. I think a man for a man who had six daughters – he has done very well not to lose his marbles but to keep his sense of humour! He has a twinkle in his eyes!
Awwwwww what a great tribute to your dad, Caramel 🙂 He sure looks like an amazing man… I am really glad you had such a great example to follow in life. And may I say that the apple didn’t fall from the tree… A lot of the things you said about your father, could also be said about you 🙂
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I’ve just written a post about my father;
http://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/06/20/sunday-poser-33-fathers-day/
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I am really glad you had such a good father, Sadje… As mentionned in your post, I think that all fathers have something to teach us, wether it is to follow their example or to become completely different people, but the first option is always the best 😉
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Thanks Cranny, I am very lucky indeed. Leading by example is I think the best.
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I don’t really remember my first father only that he loved photography and writing and travel. My second father was nice in his own way.
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I wasn’t aware that you had two dads, Yinglan… It seems obvious that the apple didn’t fall far from the tree 😉 Is your second father still alive? You often mention your mother, but I don’t recall you talking about him…
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Unfortunately, both passed. I somehow feel like my second dad died of a broken heart because of what my mom (and I) did to him. I did like him though, just didn’t like the drinking.
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I’m sorry that you lost both… I think that pretty much every family has sad stories like that. But it doesn’t make it easier to deal with…
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Unfortunately, I have one whose example you better do not follow. Look at D. Trump and you know my father 😪
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I am very sorry to read this, Bee. That is certainly a rough way to learn to be a better person, by not following his steps… But you sure succeeded! *Big hugs*
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Thanks so much for your kind words. It’s work in progress 🤗
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You’re very welcome, Bee 🙂 xx
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Donald Trump reminds me of my dad too, but that’s a positive, in my eyes!
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That’s fair enough. We can happily agree to disagree on that one.
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I think Bee said it well… It very natural to have different opinions, and the important thing is that it is positive 🙂
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I agree. I was a bit hesitant to chime in since you have so many anti-Trump Followers; but we should be able to accept different views.
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I agree, having different opinions doesn’t mean that people can’t get along. If we are open enough to welcome a different view, we’re that much richer, at least I think so 🙂 If we were all the same, and thought the same thoughts, it would be sooooooooo boring, right? 🙂
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Definitely.
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Disciplinarian, musician, strict, is how I most remember him.
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It seems to me like a couple of generations back, fathers were mainly providers, and figures of authority for their children. I don’t want to generalize, but it is my feeling… 😉
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Strong, hard-working, funny, flawed.
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That sounds a lot like my father too. A (late but) happy Father’s Day to you, Brutus 🙂 xx
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Actually, I’m not sure when Father’s Day is here. I think it’s different. But, undeniably, I am a father, and so every day is Father’s Day, which is fine by me. You may have seen my Instagram post of the latest addition to the family – and there is another due before Christmas. So I am blessed. And I have my own father, amongst others, to thank for that.
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And I should stress that I described him as ‘flawed’ because he would be horrified to be described as otherwise.
As would I.
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My Father was a handsome and intelligent man. Sadly he suffered from depression and took his own life when I was 16. In 1965 there was not so much recognition of depression as an illness and no medication to help those who suffered from it.
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That is such a sad story, Anne. My grand father suffered from depression after losing his job back when my mother and uncle were just little kids. Fortunately, he was sent to a mental institute, but as you said, treatments weren’t what they are now, and he was given heavy drugs and electro-shock therapies, and never got out of the health system after that… Thank God we now have much better solutions, and people are (generally) not left to themselves like your late father… *Big hugs*
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Thank you for your sympathetic comment. In those days there was little to help people with mental illness and when the pain got to be unbearable they took their own lives as a path to release from that pain.
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He was an immigrant, hardworking, tough man who supported his family. He and I saw eye-to-eye on very few things, and as I got older, we grew apart.
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It must be quite something to raise a family far from your home country… Too bad you didn’t get along very well, but I am sure he left you some positive nonetheless 😉 Happy Father’s Day a little late, good Sir!
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Boy who never grew up! In his seventies he is still climbing and running and jumping. He is a sweet, modest man, who provides a brilliant example. He taught us how to climb trees and how to fix our bikes. He is incredibly reliable and faithful in all things – a man of his word. He taught us to love life, to love nature, to always be helpful when it was in the power of our hand. He is a giver, a true giver. He also likes his little comforts – watching his sport is part of his routine. He enjoys his food (I sometimes question his taste-buds!) and he wants his family to be happy. He is down to earth and a hard worker. I think a man for a man who had six daughters – he has done very well not to lose his marbles but to keep his sense of humour! He has a twinkle in his eyes!
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Awwwwww what a great tribute to your dad, Caramel 🙂 He sure looks like an amazing man… I am really glad you had such a great example to follow in life. And may I say that the apple didn’t fall from the tree… A lot of the things you said about your father, could also be said about you 🙂
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