What Else My Dad Taught Me

Recently I posted a piece that my father wrote about me over 30 yrs. ago called My Daddy Taught Me. In my adulthood I have realized so many other things I learned from my parents. My mother taught me how to love in this world, my father taught me to survive the rest. In appreciation and remembrance of all he did, all he gave and all he was to me, our family and our community, I offer this.

What Else My Dad Taught Me

He taught me how to grow a garden, by making sure I had a hand in our family garden.       He taught me how to grow a family, by growing his own very actively.                                   He taught me how to grow patience, sometimes by being impatient.                                     He taught me “sticktoitiveness”, by never letting me give up.                                                      He taught me to be independent of the good opinion of others, by his own independence.   He taught me that the word can’t, didn’t exist unless I let it, by never using it himself.               He taught me that play was a priority, by taking us to the 1,000 Is. each summer for 2 wks.     He taught me that work was a necessary learning process, by a “homeschooled” method. He taught me that God is on my side, by showing me the wonders that abound.                           He taught me to be a member of our community, by his many commitments.                           He taught me not to mess up a good story with the truth, by telling colorful stories.                              He taught me that life is negotiable, by negotiating almost everything.                                   He taught me what a backbone is for, by being insistent.                                                       He taught me to try in the face of previous failure, because next time I might succeed.              He taught me to keep my wits sharp, because sometimes they’re all you have.                   He taught me to honor, enjoy and cooperate with Mother Nature, by his attention to it.                 He taught me that a person’s word is their sacred bond, by standing by his own.                   He taught me to forgive, by giving me many opportunities.                                                     With deepest appreciation and love, Thank You Dad!


One of Dad’s favorite views Photo by Vicki Willoughby

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About Vicki

I was born and raised a Central New Yorker but lived 18 yrs. in Va Bch, VA. I am the mother of two young men, who are 34 and 15 yrs. of age. I have been doing Reflexology since I was 11 yrs old, I have been a teaching Reiki Master for 17 yrs and have been Dr. Mom for my family using therapeutic grade essential oils as our medicine for 12 yrs. Having come from a functional family but living many years in a megalopolis combined with many years of being a catalyst for healing, gives me a varied point of view. Perspective is one of my favorite playgrounds! If you'd like a consultation for Reiki or aromatherapy please feel free to contact me at vaw4beacon@yahoo.com.

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