Father

Describe a man who has positively impacted your life.

What a father I have…He tries to control my adult life through love,finance, self image and relationship exactly like him….

He got that all wrong in his life and tries to do the same for me…His love ❤️ 😍 the form of bullying and there is no leadership in there….he treated like his co-worker punish me not fetching me back from school. Even he drove across the street and I was waving at him to stop and pick me up. He drove off…at 6 years old I had to find my own safe journey back with other kids’ parents to drop me off….the lesson I learned always pickup family members early….never late or conveniently forgot about them.

His words were you don’t know how to find people to rent this 🏠 out….

Early adulthood I bought a house with my brother’s help….since day one….he messed up the house by putting the grills on the wrong house…I was in another state working and couldn’t get leave to come down to see that this is done by myself…as he gave rental money to someone else wife pocket money. I got none…on top of that, I worked 12 hours a day just to pay the housing loan monthly….till I confronted my father….he starts making phone call and made running hacker slacker for this…till this was resolve….his finance fresco made me go from one bank after another to refinance my loan for his gambling debts……that’s was the first time I said, “NO”. I knew how difficult it was for me to get a loan and the processed of this….I came out with an idea 😅 🙃 to pay my loan faster….and find someone or an uncle to teach me about finance….blessed my dad’s sister husband. He shared his finance experience with me and that’s he learned to accumulated wealth….armed with this knowledge I did what he had done…Finally paid off the loan quickly…the lesson I learned was always take charge of your own finance.

Self image about him, his younger days as department head was always the Austin car…his trouser was short and can see his socks….he was always late for work..when he is in his 80’s, he dress up well…I still don’t get it…When I look at him and reflect at myself, I need not be like him..

Relationship with people and him. He always thinks he is right ✅️ and punishes me with caning together with other siblings….we siblings cooked 🍳 an idea 💡 lose his belts, steel rules and all the canes he ever bought for good 👍….so we wouldn’t receive anymore beating……I am glad I am with myself and I am so happy and grateful to be in supportive environment still living in the same house as him….only now is better…He is dependent on us….

Funny 😁 😂 how life turns out, I have forgiven my dad for all his wrongdoings and glad 😊 have a happy ending in the end…