What I learned from my dad

It's no secret that dads and daughters have special relationships.  They adore us and we revere them. Usually.  Year-end always causes me to pause and think about things with an eye toward lessons (and carols.)

It's funny how lessons in living, no matter how prosaic, become life lessons.  Here are some that come from Roy, one of the heros, a true gentleman who lives an honest life fueled by common sense, practical intelligence and a zest for the genuine good stuff.

1. Three logs make a fire.
    Stability, ventilation and balance.  Like a stool, two is too little, four, often too much. Three components offer balance, and a tie breaker.  Valuable in relationships and combustion.
2. Follow at a distance.
    Walking in the woods with a companion, it's usually a good idea to keep a distance between to prevent being snapped in the face with branch recoil. Same theory works on the turnpike. Keep far enough behind to prevent brake-jam chain reactions. Fads and cults? Same deal. Wait. Observe. Consider. Then pile on.  If you must.
3. Use a smart knot to tie your boots.
    By adding an additional wrap to your shoe bow--known by skiers of a certain age as "The Vermont Knot"--footwear stays snug. Life lesson? Measure twice, cut once.
4. Don't swear on the golf course.
    You're wearing a collar on your shirt for a reason. In gentle games, and the game of life you'll make more points if you take your licks with grace, and a civil tongue. Damn it.
5. Eat soup.
     Little else tastes as good, nourishes so well or shows the measure of a kitchen as much as a fine soup. A masterpiece of simplicity, soup is chemistry and alchemy. Healing, soothing, warming, delicious; soup is love in a bowl. Humble ingredients, skillfully combined yield a total equaling much more than the sum of its parts.

SImple advice , life truths.  Thanks, Dad.  I love you. 

Comments

[Alicia]

You touched this "Daddy's girl" heart. Thank you.