This was a perfect time to reflect on Grandpa as I sit here in the BMV with my middle kiddo Taylor seeking a temporary driver permit. Considering the new adventure that Taylor is embarking on makes me think back to early years with Grandpa and learning to drive, and of course learning about all the mechanical aspects of a car. There wasn’t anything he couldn’t fix, and it took quite a few years for me to fully realize just how much mechanical knowledge he had quietly passed onto me.
I’m also thankful for the time I had hiking with him in AZ, and I miss him every day. Thank you for the smile and awkward tears today at the BMV.
Love you Uncle David, and I’m thankful for all you have taught me as well :)
He wasn't one to push. There were times when I wished he had told me what I should do but he never did. He could fix anything just as you say. It wasn't always the prettiest or most elegant but it worked.
He quietly passed on many things to all of us. It's wonderful to hear about the relationship the two of you shared.
And what fun and adventure you are sharing with Taylor right now!
Love you to Tom. It's been my blessing to be your uncle. 🙏🏻 💙
Beautiful and meaningful memories for you to cherish forever. Yes, our fathers left us such beautiful imprints in our lives that always guide and motivate us in whatever actions and decisions we do. Unconsciously, we pass this too to our children.
Like you, I've also had accomplished my quest of being a good daughter to my father. This was what he always told me whenever we had our conversation before bedtime. "Lydia, Always do your best. Be honest with your dealings with people. Try your best to make your life better" . The same advice I also give to my daughter.
This takes me back to when my own Dad passed after a short battle with cancer 30 years ago now. On reflection I spent many times with him in his preceding years but really never got to know him as he was a very private man. But maybe that’s just who he was so I have now re-cherished those memories . I’ve always said to my own two sons , please ask me about ‘things’ as I don’t know what you don’t know or what you want to know. Or could this be construed as “I wish I could tell you more “ ……and then maybe they are at peace just knowing me for who I am right now…isn’t this enough. I’m sure it is.
We said, David. He certainly cared about all his sons, daughter and grandkids very much. I miss him, too and struggle to drive past Arcola on my way to Salem without stopping to visit him.
Thank you, David. your story touched me deeply. I loved your quote about living and the learning we can gather and reflect upon from all that is shared. I have fond memories of family members who lived life and their Ikigai, when I think of it, from whom I draw inspiration and guidance in quiet moments. Like the one you've cracked open through your sharing. Ah, there's the light.
Thanks for sharing David!
This was a perfect time to reflect on Grandpa as I sit here in the BMV with my middle kiddo Taylor seeking a temporary driver permit. Considering the new adventure that Taylor is embarking on makes me think back to early years with Grandpa and learning to drive, and of course learning about all the mechanical aspects of a car. There wasn’t anything he couldn’t fix, and it took quite a few years for me to fully realize just how much mechanical knowledge he had quietly passed onto me.
I’m also thankful for the time I had hiking with him in AZ, and I miss him every day. Thank you for the smile and awkward tears today at the BMV.
Love you Uncle David, and I’m thankful for all you have taught me as well :)
He wasn't one to push. There were times when I wished he had told me what I should do but he never did. He could fix anything just as you say. It wasn't always the prettiest or most elegant but it worked.
He quietly passed on many things to all of us. It's wonderful to hear about the relationship the two of you shared.
And what fun and adventure you are sharing with Taylor right now!
Love you to Tom. It's been my blessing to be your uncle. 🙏🏻 💙
Wonderful story of Love!
Thank you Joe.🙏🏻
Beautiful and meaningful memories for you to cherish forever. Yes, our fathers left us such beautiful imprints in our lives that always guide and motivate us in whatever actions and decisions we do. Unconsciously, we pass this too to our children.
Like you, I've also had accomplished my quest of being a good daughter to my father. This was what he always told me whenever we had our conversation before bedtime. "Lydia, Always do your best. Be honest with your dealings with people. Try your best to make your life better" . The same advice I also give to my daughter.
Thank you David.
For this sharing of our wonderful QUEST.
Happy weekend
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Thank you David opening and sharing the image and love
You're most welcome Fred.
Thanks David,
This takes me back to when my own Dad passed after a short battle with cancer 30 years ago now. On reflection I spent many times with him in his preceding years but really never got to know him as he was a very private man. But maybe that’s just who he was so I have now re-cherished those memories . I’ve always said to my own two sons , please ask me about ‘things’ as I don’t know what you don’t know or what you want to know. Or could this be construed as “I wish I could tell you more “ ……and then maybe they are at peace just knowing me for who I am right now…isn’t this enough. I’m sure it is.
I'm sure it is as well. 🙏🏻
We said, David. He certainly cared about all his sons, daughter and grandkids very much. I miss him, too and struggle to drive past Arcola on my way to Salem without stopping to visit him.
Thank you, David. your story touched me deeply. I loved your quote about living and the learning we can gather and reflect upon from all that is shared. I have fond memories of family members who lived life and their Ikigai, when I think of it, from whom I draw inspiration and guidance in quiet moments. Like the one you've cracked open through your sharing. Ah, there's the light.
I missed your comment on the original post. I love that description Michèle. 🙏🏻