5 life lessons from my Dad

There’s no denying that I am a Daddy’s Girl, I love him to the moon and back and I am so grateful for all that he has done for me. When I look at people whose Dad’s never stuck around it makes me realise just how lucky I am to have the relationship that I do with my Dad and I wouldn’t change it for the world. A lot of Dad’s could learn a thing or two from mine!

With it being Father’s Day, I couldn’t think of a better blog post to write than one about the life lessons my Dad has taught me. I did a similar post about my Mum on Mother’s Day and that went down pretty well. So if you want to be as kick-ass as my Dad then here are five of the best life lessons he has taught me.

The early bird catches the worm. He’s always been up at the crack of dawn for work and even on weekends is out of bed by 6:30am. Everyone has the same amount of time in a day, 86400 seconds to be precise, and if you waste them laying in bed you’re missing out on so much of your life.

Stick up for yourself. My Dad taught me to not take shit from anyone. Doesn’t matter if they are a 7ft grown-ass man, don’t let anyone walk all over you.

Don’t lick batteries (or a plugged-in phone charger).  This is more of a metaphor rather than literally speaking, although my Dad has got me to do both of these things before. What I am trying to say is that one of the best things my Dad has taught me is common sense. If it wasn’t for my Dad, I would have never been able to up and move away from home without setting my house on fire or getting burgled.

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Air guitaring is ALWAYS ok. Doesn’t matter if you’re in a pub full of old people or in your living room, never be afraid to pull out your air guitar! I’ve never been afraid to hit the dancefloor and I thank my Dad (and countless vodkas) for giving me the confidence to bust a serious move on any dancefloor.

Hard work pays off. My Dad works harder than any man I know. He’s not too short from retirement age and yet he’s quite often at work for 5:30am and doesn’t get home until at least 12 hours later. His job is physically and mentally tiring and there are people I know that are half his age that would struggle. No matter how hard it’s got, he’s still got up every day to provide for his family. I’ve had more sick days since I finished uni two years ago that he has had since he was 18.

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