Packing a batch of muffins in a circular pan for a friend, I sat down with my lunch. The TV was on and playing Watching You by Rodney Atkins. I have always loved that song. I paused watching the entire song before I turned my attention to the plate again.
In its own sweet way, the song talks of how much influence parents have over children be it swearing or praying. As I watched the little boy watch his dad with stars in his eyes.
It led me into a nostalgia laced reverie. Of all the times I watched my dad and wanted to be so like him. Right from the way he would engage a group of people in conversation or bend down over the broken motor wrench in hand and grease on his palms. Or the way he would have a cheery greeting for every one starting with the security and all the way to his desk at work.
A decade back, sitting in a small room across from a well dressed gentleman interviewing me for a job I hardly paused when asked “Who is one person you look up to and why? It could be any personality past or present.” I replied with pride. “My dad.” I then went on to explain why I thought his hardworking and genial nature had a big part to play in how I shaped up. I wanted to imbibe his genuine warmth for people and a love for anything he put his heart to.
Watching this video brought back tons of memories and reinforced my belief in the amount of influence family has on impressionable minds. So, what do you think?