My Father, My Guiding Light
Dad, you’re like the sun to me,
a sure thing, always there,
beaming light and warmth on my life.
Whatever is good in me today,
I owe to your wisdom, your patience,
your strength, your love.
You taught me by example,
as a role model,
how to be my own person,
how to believe in myself,
instructing me without controlling me.
Even when we disagreed,
you held us together,
so our bond was never broken.
I understand what you did for me,
and I am so grateful that I have you
as my solid foundation, my rock.
I respect you, I admire you, I love you,
my guiding light, my father.
your doghter.fatma mohamed hashi 2 years ago

i love my dad for being there for me through my stupid teenage drama. he’s amazing and i hope to have him in my life for many many more years. 3 years ago

I squeaked by on this one… down to the wire. That is where I usually work best though. At my company I am the “situation manager” for critical situations and events. I work well under life threatening pressure. It’s my best place.

So I just called Dad and slipped it into my conversation with him.. it went like this: “I want you know that I love you… and mom very much… thank you for everything you do for me…”

It was a “drive by”.. I admit that. But it’s a start for me. I will continue to express it so that it becomes more meaningful than the way I just did it. I will make another goal about this and work that.

whew.. off to drink a beer.

~lg! 5 years ago

My father came to my office today for a few mintues. When he came in.. he sat across the desk from me… we talked about taxes and life.. Then I had him come around and sit next to me to show him again what I do.

I remember a few months ago taking he and my mother to the 36th floor of the tallest building in the city.. that is where we have our data center.. They thanked me for showing them what I do in this world. They really never knew until that point. Heard me talking.. but never really knew.

I grew up with a 10 foot swimming pool and basketball court in my back yard. I was fortunate. I was very very lucky. My house was where everyone was. Dad used to leave town for the weekend and put $500 on the refrigerator for us to buy groceries and stuff.

Thanks Dad.

~lg! 6 years ago

Today is Dad’s birthday. I will go there in a bit to have dinner.

Today is a good time..

~lg! 6 years ago

my dad died when i was four. i never had the chance to tell him how much i love him. i wasn’t really hurt during that time because i never knew him as much as my bro did (he worked overseas), but now, reality’s hitting me hard in the head.

i just hope he knows. 6 years ago

I remember when he broke my pride in this world. I was in high school and he had bought me a really nice car… nicest car on the lot. Everyone else had Cameo’s or Firebirds… and I had a Cadillac.

When my car had trouble one time.. my dad made me drive this old wretched car.. it was horrible.. primer on one side.. different colors.. it backfired. It was so ugly. I was a broken boy driving that.. absolutly broken. My life was over then.. totally over. One of the popular girls at school saw me too gassing up at “Toot N Moo”. That is a real place too… I am sad to say.

Yeah… that moment broke my pride. I don’t judge anyone by what they drive now. I got my lesson.

Thanks Dad.
~lg! 6 years ago

So a few weeks ago I took my father to Las Vegas. We had such an awesome time. We were on the strip riding the double decker bus.. we decided to ride it all around the the town. We sat at the top so we could see everything.

Dad wanted to go to Hooters.. he had never been to one. Of course I only went with him for morale support.

So this goal is going to be very hard for me.. I will see if I can ease into this one.. whew. Tough even writing about it. I don’t know why though.. but it is.

~lg! 6 years ago

I will take my father to Las Vegas in a few weeks and we will got to a Penn & Teller Show.

My family and I have always had been on good terms. I grew up in an upper middle class family. We had a basketball court and a swimming pool in our back yard. My father owned two companies.. when he retired he gave one to my brother and closed the other one. I think that he was sad that I didnt go into the family business. I had to make my own way in this world and not take the “easy” route.

I have never seen my father mad. I have never heard my father cuss. I have never seen anything but love from him to my mother and my brother and I. He is one of the most respected people that most anyone knows.

I will do my best to mirror that respect in my life.

~lg! 6 years ago

About three minutes after my mum died. It’s the only time he’s said the words to me, too.

We don’t have the closest relationship (we’re far too similar, I think), but I know he’s there for me when I need him and I hope he knows that I’m there for him. 6 years ago

told my father how much I loved him, while he was alive. No regrets about that at all. 6 years ago

This goal may seem normal for you. It is not for me. I haven’t told my father those words… although I do love him very much. I havent said it. I feel that I was raised not to be able to say that to him. I don’t think he could say it to his father. That stereotype of a man can not hurt or cry… can’t be hurt. I am not that man here with others, but I am with him. I will break that pattern. I will break that pattern.

~lg! 6 years ago