When Dad said, “Do what makes you happy.” I should’ve asked him if what he did made him happy more often. He said he’d always been been obsessed with having money. So it made sense that he was a CFO. However, when he reminded me to pursue what makes me happy it was always after a hard day at work. He’d say it with sad eyes as if to tell me that what he was doing wasn’t making him happy.
Maybe life is more than climbing to the top. Maybe he saw things in life he didn’t want me to see.
Maybe his career was based on the pressure he felt from his parents because they had grown up with no money during the depression.
Before he died he told my mom he’d been a good provider. I hope he knows he was more than that. He taught me who I am. Maybe he thought a lot of the most successful people in history weren’t good. Maybe that’s why he could see me as middle management someday.
The Family Record 