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  • Why? Well, just because I think he is awesome and has affected my life in so many ways. He is the guy I trust with serious issues, especially financially or work related. Although my upbringing was very conservatively, he is open minded and slow to judge.

    I was the eldest child as my older brother died at birth. Traditionally, he was going to inherit the 1688 farm that had been in our family for 6 generations. Against the doctors’ orders, my sister was born a year later, with strict instructions that my mom NOT get pregnant again. So that is the reason why my dad had taught me how to operate a bulldozer before I even started school, make a veggie garden, reverse with a trailer and took me along where ever he went on the farm. And thank goodness for that, cause I way more preferred playing with Ken than Barbie – Or rather Tiger Tim, my scruffy teddy bear I got at birth. I preferred riding my horse, milking the cows or being on a tractor to having “tea parties”, wearing pink frilly dresses (or any dress for that matter) and doing the lady-like things like needlework, sewing or baking. My brother was born some years later, but it way too late for me to change my ways!

    I shared everything with my dad. He was my soul mate - until I met hubby. We can still talk right through the night, on any subject. From the mechanics of an engine (def not my favourite subject!), to religion, politics, family, finances, happy moments and stressful situations. I always get a level headed, calm, well thought out response. He always tries to understand the other person’s side and has brought us kids up to respect our elders, treat all races with respect but most of all, told and showed their love for us. I excelled at sport, but because we were in a small school, the few who made it further, had to be taken by parents and my folks would drive us all over the place, standing next to the field, track or court, come rain or heat!

    A recently divorced, struggling friend of mine needed some help converting a room into a flatlet for extra income. I think of how much my dad actually did for my friend. She originally just needed a bit of help getting a shower added to an existing toilet. I asked him to give advice before I do the wrong thing. He let us break it all down and enlarge it, and paid for all the costs. But not only that...
    He was there most of the days, a 70+ year old man building and fixing with me every step of the way, not once complaining and giving up all his (the little he had) spare time till the job was done.

    My dad gave me money to buy a motorbike. Money he was going to use to buy a much needed new(er) car. Instead he gave ME the opportunity to get a luxury item – which I dearly love and use as often as possible!!
    Not to mention: He has always been a tactile and affectionate dad. How lucky am I?!?
    Soo… thanks dad for teaching me hugs and kisses are good. Cuddling and caring for your partner is natural. Thanks dad for still being in my life and for teaching me the value of wealth. Not in monitory terms, but in the wealth of beauty, love and experiences I have – every day!
    Thanks Dad…
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