At the ripe age of 40, I still needed my dad to give me a life lesson.
A while back, after years of battling with my family to not have a television set in our living room, I was outnumbered and it was decided to have an entertainment center in that room. To be honest, I wasn't trilled about it and I wasn't happy about its cost either. Anyway...
A while back, after years of battling with my family to not have a television set in our living room, I was outnumbered and it was decided to have an entertainment center in that room. To be honest, I wasn't trilled about it and I wasn't happy about its cost either. Anyway...
My husband was very excited about it so I went with the flow. One day, when I came home from work, my husband announced that we are the proud owner of a fancy nancy "Home Theatre".
I wasn't excited about it and I couldn't fake it either. A few minutes later in the kitchen, my dad casually mentioned my faux pas. He said that I should have been a bit more enthusiastic about it for my husband's sake. Then to my surprise he mentioned that years ago, when he bought me a yellow mountain bike, I wasn't that excited either.
I felt so bad. I must have hurt my dad's feeling pretty badly that he could remember that event so vividly 34 years later.
I really liked my yellow bike. I kept it for many many years and I rode all over our Air Force Base with that yellow bike.
My father is absolutely right. I have a major character flaw. I am sometimes ungrateful.
The opposite of me is my Japanese friend Reiko who just showers you with gratefulness every time she receives even the tiniest present.
I don't think I am going to forget this life lesson anytime soon.
Thanks dad.
Signing off until next Monday- Panteha
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