This post is several days late, but I have been dealing with a nasty bout of strep throat and needless to say I have been out of commission.
The first lesson my dad ever taught me was, "Just because somebody hands you something doesn't mean you have to take it."
What a nugget of wisdom! It can mean so many different things and it truly has guided me through some tough times. Say you're a impressionable ninth grader and someone hands you a beer. What do you do?? My dad's first lesson echoes through my head and I don't take it! Yes! Bullet dodged. Although I'm sure that this was probably developed so that he wouldn't take my mom's purse when she hands it to him. :)
Love you, dad! You're so wise!
Happy Father's Day, dad. You are wonderful and this is just the beginning of the things that you taught me.
