Hello to the beautiful people reading my blog. This weeks blog post is going to be a little different as you can probably tell from the title above. I know quite a few people aren’t going to read this post because it’s not my usual stuff but like I have said before I don’t really care. “It’s my blog and I can write what I like”.
Before I start typing I just wanted to say thank you for the support that I have been given from my last two blog posts, they were difficult to write, I wasn’t even sure that I was going to post them, so thank you so much! A massive weight has been lifted off my shoulders and honestly it means a lot.
When most people get asked who inspires them, they usually say the names of celebrities, or when they get asked who their role model is, they usually say a celebrity they are keen on, like a singer, author, actor or footballer. Don’t get me wrong, I look up to plenty of celebrities, but my number one inspiration and role model is my dad.
I don’t really know where to start and this is probably going to sound all mushy but I have wanted to write a post about who inspires me for ages, so here goes…
My dad is my rock, he’s always been there for me, I mean I know that’s what dads do but he honestly does go above and beyond. I can talk to him about anything, which is important because most people can’t. Literally if I have a problem he is almost always the first person I go to and if he isn’t the first person then he is defiantly the second person. He keeps me in line and makes me see sense, especially about things that I’m over thinking about. If I need him, he’s there.
He made me believe that being different was a good thing, that even if my hair doesn’t look the same as other girls that it still looks just as good. I’m not talking about my last two posts, I’m on about when I was little. My dad had no idea how to plait hair but he still gave it a go, even if it did look funny I thought it looked great at the time. No matter how much criticism I got for it.
My dad is the reason that I am who I am, the reason I am loud and not afraid to mess about every now and again. I mean there aren’t that many parents that will sing High School Musical with you at the top of your voice on a bus. I was like 8, leave me alone. Even if it was really embarrassing because a boy I knew got on the bus, my dad just carried on going and made me believe that it’s okay. Don’t judge me okay, there were like 4 other girls with us singing and no one complained!
He is the kindest person I know, he will literally help anyone he sees in need of a helping hand, whether that is helping someone with their shopping if they are struggling or if they need help or advice. He gives his time to anyone that needs it.
Ten years ago, when one of my best friends were struggling with bullying which then affected his school work, he asked my dad how to deal with bullies. My dad put aside the time to help him with his maths and helped with the bullying, as well as dealing with my bullying at the same time. He showed that there was a problem and most of the bullying got dealt with.
He gives people a chance, he doesn’t listen to what other people think of them. He makes his own mind up about people.
He is the reason that one of my best friends won’t shut up. “That’s rude”. Truth is, she was so shy and would hardly speak to anyone but he helped to bring her out of her comfort zone by being his silly self and now she won’t be quiet. It’s a real problem… Seriously, she calls him Mr Snail all the time, it’s hilarious!
I aspire to be just like my dad, caring, kind, funny, thoughtful, positive. I could aspire to do anything that I want but along with that I want to be just like my dad, I want to be as positive as I can be just like him.
He’s my inspiration and role model because he is just so thoughtful and lovely. I’ve never met anyone like him, he is one of a kind and I am so lucky to have him as a dad. I often hear people complaining about their dad, about how “They wish their dad did this or understood this or that”, but I’m quite lucky. I sit and listen to the complaints that I get told and I automatically know how lucky I am.
I don’t have to worry about whether my dad will approve with a decision that I make, unless it is absolutely stupid, but I know that he will support me 100% with whatever I decide to do because that’s just the kind of person he is.
He has taught me so much, things that I would defiantly never have learnt in school. I would be lost without him. He supports me through everything that I do and I would not be who I am today without him.
He means more to me than anyone will ever know or understand. He helped me so much when I was going through different situations to do with bullying. I defiantly wouldn’t be as strong or as confident as I am today, although I still need to work on that and I’m still learning, I wouldn’t be half of what I am today without him. He is the silliness that someone needs in the morning and the support someone needs during the day. I admire that when I come to him with a problem that a friend has that he will put aside the time to talk to them about it if they need it so that he can help them.
I’m going to wrap this up now, I could type for hours about how I admire him, I would literally write page after page after page. I just wanted to finish by saying thank you, because I know you are reading this, I want to say thank you to my dad for everything he has done for me, he goes above and beyond and a lot of people call me lucky for having a dad like him, but truth is, I already know how lucky I am. I love you, I just wanted to show the world how much.
Question for my followers – Who is your role model or inspiration? I’d be really interested to find out. Comment below or message me.
That’s it from me this week! Thank you for reading! Have hope and stay positive. Keep smiling and don’t settle for any less than you deserve. Go for what you want, and achieve your dreams. Much love – Alison xx