My dear old dad would have been 63 today. I wasn’t sure I wanted to think about that yesterday, so I took the long road around the landmines and set my brain to work on my taxes.
But the best laid plans something something kaboom, because my dad and I worked together. So my filing boxes have lots of little dad-isms lurking in them.
Including, apparently, this elephant:
Which dad drew while we were hanging out together during some after-conference dad’n’daughter time.
He thought it was a terrible drawing, while I thought was both fantastic and adorable, and I cajoled him into letting me keep it.
And on the reverse side, some actual work material (not that the elephant doesn’t look like a hard worker):
A good old Dad fill-in-the-blank to get you thinking. Letting ideas be in tension, and finding the balance. Looking the complexity of a situation straight in the ol’ eyebulbs, and figuring out how to deal with it.
On a day when I miss my dad especially, while remembering him with huge love… yup, it fits.