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Dad
Dear dad, I tried so hard to get you to be part of my life. The moment that you and my mom split up, it was like you weren't a parent anymore. At least, not mine. I have always wanted to know why? Why did you not want to be part of my life? Why was it so easy for you to just throw me away?
By Chantal Michalski3 years ago in Men
The Bluest Collar and the Biggest Heart
My father built houses, but never for black people. It started as a roofing and siding business. It was hard, big work in a soft, small town. My two brothers and I always had what we needed, and we knew better than to want more. The only thing I wanted was to stop hearing the n-word at dinner.
By Abby Seber3 years ago in Men
Time, Date, Temp
5:58 pm, Friday, June 12, 2020. 74.3 degrees inside. 80 something outside. I sit in bed and stare at “The Classic Cars of the Fifties” mounted on the wall at the foot of the bed. Each one on its shelf that's shared by two others. All twelve portray a different world, a different time. My favorite is the third to the right on the third shelf down. Don’t know what it is, but it is smaller with a white top that looks like it may be a convertible and the body is a pretty sky-blue color. I would get up to see what make and model it is, but I don’t feel like it. Hmm – guess I am depressed. OK, so I’ll keep writing. To the right of the “Classic Cars of the Fifties” are the “Classic Cars of the 60’s”. Funny, “Fifties” is spelled out, and “’60s” is written in number form. Here again, each car sits on its shelf next to two others. These are all lower to the ground and not as ornate.
By Heather Glenn3 years ago in Men
The Sculptor of Identity: A Chronicle of Paternal Influence
Life is a fascinating mosaic, pieced together by experiences, relationships, and the lessons they yield. In my life’s panorama, my father’s role has been as a chisel, meticulously sculpting my identity with patient and loving strokes. The story of who I am today is incomplete without acknowledging how my father, my primary male role model, has influenced my personal and intellectual growth.
By Stevie Johnson3 years ago in Men
My Father's Wisdom
Growing up as a daddy's girl, I have always been aware of the extraordinary bond my father and I share. His unique blend of wisdom, kindness, and authority has made him not only my favorite person in the world but also my go-to source for advice, especially in matters related to finance and work. As I reflect on the role my father has played in shaping my identity, I realize that his quiet strength, unwavering support, and invaluable lessons have left an indelible mark on my life.
By Caroline Archer3 years ago in Men
The Journey To Discover My Dad
If you want to know "who" I really am, take a look at my father through my eyes. Bold and brave and sweet as pie he gave and gave; do you know why? A dad is more than, planted seeds it's watering, pruning and pulling weeds. He loved when things were good and bad and sacrificed what he could have had To be sure we had all that we'd need to live life well, more than just succeed. He knew things we could never know and showed us what it meant to grow Never give up, life can be hard you don't quit due to lousy cards But play the hand that you were dealt experience taught him, so he felt The obligation to equip his kids to pay it forward, as he did Leave this world better than you found for the ones who inherit this hallowed ground
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Men
The Most Important Thing in His Life
“Did I ever tell you what your Dad said to me when we first started dating?”, my stepmom asked me while I was on a weekend trip home. “He told me that you would always be the most important thing in his life”. I didn’t know in that moment her reason for telling me this, but I had definitely not heard it before. The tears welling up in my eyes confirmed it.
By Kali Fox-Jirgl3 years ago in Men
The Architect of My Identity: A Reflection on My Father's Influence
Every human being is a complex mosaic of influences, experiences, and interactions. As we navigate through life, our identity evolves, shaped by the myriad elements that constitute our existence. Among these, the role played by our parents, especially our fathers, is significant. As I introspect on the person I've become, I realize that my father's influence has been paramount in shaping my identity. This essay is a humble attempt to articulate the indelible imprint that my father has left on my life.
By John Porfy3 years ago in Men
