She wanted to tell me how much she appreciated my daughters’ efforts and willingness to take on new challenges. She told me I should be proud of the job I did raising her.
Whew! I knew my baby was a hard worker, but you don’t really know until you know, you know?
As parents, we all want our kids to get a good education and get a good job at a good company that treats them well.
But will your child show up and be that team member we all wish we had at work? Or will they be that crazy person you dread seeing on the schedule?
Apparently, my kid is the one people enjoy and look forward to working with.
Good job, dad. (pats self on back)
My daughter told me recently that she believes that she can learn anything.
“If I don’t have the answer, I can find it and figure out a solution.”
Ah, to be a kid born with Google, YouTube, and me in her life.
This is her first job, and she loves it. She’s a marketer/ photographer/ video editor/ podcast producer/ creative genius who believes she can learn anything. I had her tinkering with all these skill sets since she was twelve. It comes easy to her.
I brainwashed and programmed her into having this belief at an early age.
Good job, dad. (pats self on back)
But I still wasn’t entirely sure how she would collaborate as part of a team.
My friend’s (her boss) text messages confirmed that she would be okay in life. I did my job.
On to the next one.
