Remember where you come from....

I know everyone has things they remember about someone growing up. Just being small and them being so big and just -- you know, everything they say is THE DEAL. My Dad and I have disagreed on a lot of things. A LOT. (smile @ my Dad) Before I would leave the house to go to a party, or a dance or work...my Dad always said, "Remember where you come from". When I was 16, I would find every imperfection of my family and say "OK Dad -- Aunt Ethel had a drug problem -- I'll remember that" (No Aunt Ethel - no drug problem - just an example of things I would pick out) But now that I am older, I think about that simple saying....Whenever I am doing the most normal thing, its in my mind... How am I presenting myself to others? Not so much, do they like me, but am I giving them every reason in the world to like me? Am I kind? Am I honest? Do I treat them with respect? Do I use profanity? Do I smile a lot? Do I present a good attitude? My Dad is by no means riding the perfect truck. But what he does is smile, doesn't use profanity, has a great attitude, and treats others with respect. Its nothing about his fatherly duties that I remember from where I come....

Remember: (psst read the title :) )