StoryWorth: Dad and I
What traits do you share with your father?
Physically, I'm built very much like my father, with his long arms and legs and heavy middle. My face is much more like my mother's, something that wasn't apparent to me until I reached my forties. I did seem to inherit his sinuses, however--we both can sneeze down the house and need a tissue frequently, while I can't remember ever seeing my mother blow her nose, even when she was sick. Our digestive systems seem very similar as well--we'd rather throw up and have it done with, while my mother would prefer to die first.
Intellectually I think we're very similar, loving a good book, or an interesting new idea, wanting to share it with those around us and to discuss what we find in it. I don't know whether my storytelling is inherited, or learned, but people have often remarked that I tell stories like a preacher, though I think I'm much better than he was at coming to the point, or delivering a punchline. Conversation is a central part of both our lives and key to how we experience the world is how we will tell the story of our experiences and observations. We're both natural leaders, with whatever charisma or authority it is that make other people think our ideas are worth following, but I think he was a better teacher than I've ever been, with much more patience for people who don't get our points.
Emotionally I'm very much like him--easily moved to tears and affection, willing to have an argument rather than let issues fester, but generally fairly positive and happy most of the time. I think that if I had known him as a peer I would have liked him very much. I miss talking with him, having his perspective and unconditional love in my life. He and I were a really good match and I feel incredibly lucky to have had him as a father.
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Physically, I'm built very much like my father, with his long arms and legs and heavy middle. My face is much more like my mother's, something that wasn't apparent to me until I reached my forties. I did seem to inherit his sinuses, however--we both can sneeze down the house and need a tissue frequently, while I can't remember ever seeing my mother blow her nose, even when she was sick. Our digestive systems seem very similar as well--we'd rather throw up and have it done with, while my mother would prefer to die first.
Intellectually I think we're very similar, loving a good book, or an interesting new idea, wanting to share it with those around us and to discuss what we find in it. I don't know whether my storytelling is inherited, or learned, but people have often remarked that I tell stories like a preacher, though I think I'm much better than he was at coming to the point, or delivering a punchline. Conversation is a central part of both our lives and key to how we experience the world is how we will tell the story of our experiences and observations. We're both natural leaders, with whatever charisma or authority it is that make other people think our ideas are worth following, but I think he was a better teacher than I've ever been, with much more patience for people who don't get our points.
Emotionally I'm very much like him--easily moved to tears and affection, willing to have an argument rather than let issues fester, but generally fairly positive and happy most of the time. I think that if I had known him as a peer I would have liked him very much. I miss talking with him, having his perspective and unconditional love in my life. He and I were a really good match and I feel incredibly lucky to have had him as a father.
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