Parents. Love them, hate them. You start life being inseparable with your mom (your dad too), but you are the clingy kid, as we grew up, we all went through phases when we loathed them, they got on our nerves, or we thought they were just not cool. Then you grow up, life happens you win some and lose some, and your parents mean something much different to you. I know I am not speaking for everyone, some have closer relationships, and some have nonexistent ones, still the circle of life continues to ebb and flow.
I can remember one time in high school, or it might have been college, arriving at the Indianapolis airport (back when someone could meet you at the gate), and my dad was there to pick me up. He was wearing these horrible sweatpants and white high top sneakers. These were not name brand (at the time I cared). Additionally as horrible was his sweatshirt and one of his trucker caps. Of course I was glad to see him, and grateful to be picked up from the airport, but I was embarrassed. This was the era of “wear my brand name on the butt” aka Guess jeans, ESPIRIT. It mattered to me at the time. I was horrified that I would see someone I knew and that they would judge me.
Now I just think wow, this lonely man, my dad, was probably so happy to see me and be with his daughter on my school break and I put up walls because I did not like his sweatpants (well to my favor, men + sweatpants + public = not a good idea). In any case, we cannot go back and redo life. I have that memory and it brings tears to my eyes for all the moments I missed out with my father.
I thought I would share two precious father/daughter moments to inspire you. Whether you are the father, or the daughter (or the mother for that matter), I hope it inspires you to cherish every moment with each other. Moments are precious. Make sure you burn the good ones in your mind, not ones with purple sweatpants (oh did I forget to tell you they were purple)? The first video is a dad who returns from Afghanistan and surprises his little daughter:
One more link, (also precious). It is to a photo slide show of a father/daughter in their home before they move. The mother died at 31 due to lung cancer and the photos recreate similar angles to the couple’s wedding photos in the same house. Definitely worth checking out, but get a kleenex first. Father/daughters are something special. Wish I could hug my dad today.
I found this on someone’s Pinterest page and it brought tears to my eyes. I am not sure if it was the photo or the letter itself:
Letter from a Mother to a Daughter: “My dear girl, the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through. If when we talk, I repeat the same thing a thousand times, don’t interrupt to say: “You said the same thing a minute ago”… Just listen, please. Try to remember the times when you were little and I would read the same story night after night until you would fall asleep…..
It made me think of my mom and my grandma. It made me think of all the times I was not patient with them. The times a few years ago when my grandma would call me at 4 a.m. confused and ask why I had not come over yet. Even though I was on the West Coast and she lived in the Midwest. I would talk to her and get her calmed down and she would call me back an hour later confused again.
I am sharing it with you today, in hopes that you will be patient with your mom or dad, grandma or grandpa. That you will listen and understand when they repeat themselves. That you will love them anyway. And, for those of you with little ones, that you will read the story again, and again, and again.
Just saw this VW ad this week. It brought tears to me eyes. Many of the comments I have read about the video have to do with how good the music is and I agree, the music captures the essence of the story VW is trying to tell. That really is the gist of clever marketing today. How to tell a story that captures the attention of the viewer amidst all the emails, videos, blogs, and other attention zappers. What makes us listen? What attracts us to what stories? Sometimes I think it is the human connection. The heart-strings being pulled. Other times it is that we in some way relate or resonate with the story because we have been through something similar? Take a look at VW’s recent ad:
So what did you think? Did it resonate with you? I love the interaction of the girl with her father. Maybe I have nostalgia wishing my dad and I had that interaction. That I knew he thought of me in that way. I have watched it a few times and each time, I cry a bit. The hug and embrace at the end keeps the tears flowing. So often my childhood was just about survival and I never really saw my dad in the lens of thinking about my growth and future. Gratitude for dads out there that have a great connection with their daughter(s).