Imagine A Friendship Between A Mountain Goat And A Crab
My relationship with my dad was kind of like that.
I kid you not!
He was fiercely loyal, not afraid of anything, and as a kid his nickname was "Haywire".
He raced cars, worked hard, lived hard and played hard.
Me, well I like adventure, but have a nostalgia for home and hearth too. And I'd be moving along doing my thing, and dad would be like ... do that ... and he'd wait a moment, and he'd be like do that ... and I'd continue on as fast as I could, and then he'd be like ... just DO IT already!
And the fight was on! Omg!
Best part - once the dust settled, neither one of us kept a grudge because we both knew we had each other's best interests at heart.
I am grateful for the skills he shared with me, the mountains of challenges we faced and overcame, whether they were moves, building something, tearing something down and re-building or trying something new.
Often told him I felt like I was the crab hanging on with one claw to the mountain goat's tail as it's leaping from cliff to cliff and screaming all the way.
Never was a dull moment.
Thank you for the memories dad!
Took a road trip today back out to one of my favorite spots ... so serene.
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