My stepmother also does a little blogging. Her's is generally much more profound and proofread. You should check it out.
Anyway, her latest post was on the best advice she ever received. I thought about that a second and rushed back here to share mine.
My dad is, in my opinion, about one of the smartest guys I know. Book smart, for sure. Jeopardy smart, oh yeah. Smart ass, oh dear lord don't get me started!
But my favorite kind of smart that he is - is the kind of smart that doesn't presume or judge. It's the kind of smart that is so friggin' smart, he doesn't need to be "right" - he'll let you be right until you go ahead and figure things out. And, yeah, realize he's right.
Forgive my aside, the point is - it's some advice from my dad that I think might well be the best advice I've ever been given:
EASE UP ON THE CLUTCH.
Sure, my dad taught me to drive stick (which I think is an invaluable skill), but this is a mantra I apply often to my life.
When I get to the point when I am so strung out on life I need to remind myself to effin' EASE UP ON THE CLUTCH already. Don't push so hard - whether at work or in relationships. Don't get in your own way. Just relax, breath and EASE UP ON THE CLUTCH.
Who knew at fifteen that I was sitting in a dirty brown Pontiac with my own personal Budda?
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You are pretty profound yourself. Made me laugh, made me cry and made me consider the boy in a whole new light.
M
I love you
Later, Steve
M
That was very sweet. Your father sounds like an absolute saint. Beautifully written, but oddly, the phrase that jumped out at me was 'Dirty brown Pontiac'. Just made it so real.
Later, Steve
Steve,
To you I say: Word.
I've known he was a smart ass for longer than you have been alive. After a few 24 hour trips in the car, I came to realize he had smarts also. I'm glad it didn't skip a generation.
Uncle Mike,
yeah, apple definitely doesn't fall far from the smart-ass family tree.
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