Lunch - PB&J and Potato Chips
Dinner - Protein Bar and Crackers & Cheese
Pops
Last weekend my Pops came to visit me in Nash to celebrate his 51st birthday. We had a stinkin' blast. #FSB
My dad's a killer guy. Everyone loves him. He's always done a great job of holding a strong position in the community as someone of encouragement, passion and leadership. People respect him for sure.
But at the end of the day, he's still a dad. And dad's are a little… well… they're dads. Read my post about my 18th birthday for reference.
It's funny, when you're growing up as a child you never stop to consider the individuality of a dad (or a mom). You view parents as people who are supposed to provide, teach and support you. You come to them with your problems because they are supposed to help give you advice and lead you to a solution. You never stop to think that maybe this person has their own problems and maybe they need someone to give them advice. Does that make sense? Its like when you're 8 and you argue with your best friend over who's dad is strongest or who's mom makes the best chocolate chip cookies. You argue cause your parents are perfect to you. They're super heroes.
But then you grow up.
You start to realize how individual all humans are. That we all walk a very personal path down the road of life -- we all have our own problems and we all have our own dreams; even parents.
So this past weekend I decided to get to know more about my dad and who he is, outside of him being my parent. I asked him what his goals are and what his dreams are. No surprise, he had a very specific answer.
It's never too late to get to know your parents more.
I'm not going to write about my dad's dream because that's his and he'll be sharing it with the world soon enough. But I want to encourage anyone reading this to start asking people about their dreams, specifically those your senior. Because dreaming never stops. You'll dream in your 20s, you'll dream in your 30s, and you'll continue to dream for the rest of your life.
Don't stop dreeeeaaaammmiinnnggg, hold on to that fffeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeellllliinnnnggg.
Yeah, I know that was terrible.
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