happy father´s day
Today I celebrate my father, my rock! He is one of those fathers that are all about family and spreading love and joy constantly <3 That might not be so frequent nowadays with a family father that combines hard work and career with daily quality time with his children? As I grew up my father went from being a DJ to working with cars (exclusive cars and old muscle cars). I do think music and cars has always been his passions in life. Therefor we have always had a DJbooth at home and a variety of old and new cars due to season :) He has also always been a bit of a rascal. Going against the flow and being a bit naughty, hehe! I have soo many stories about him to just tell a few:
- He taught me how to drive at age 4. I was sitting in his lap drivning a muscle car where our county house is. At this time I do think it was the Plymouth RoadRunner 69´ 440 sixpack or the Dodge Charger 68´with a 426 Hemi. I was a genious from childhood recognizing cars, well taught by my father as we always went to muscle cars meetings all over Sweden.
-As I was little I was all into tennis. Everyday after dads work, often late evening/night we went out in the neighboorhood playing tennis at the schoolyard. We also bought special french cheeses from a local posh cheese store at Sibyllegatan and hided those bits at the schoolyard to the rats:) At least until the local newspaper (Östermalmsnytt) wrote about at a ratinvasion at the schoolyard.
-As I started to be interested in horses and got my first own horse on my 12th birthday, daddy walk the horse and cuddle it and took care of it everyday after work. Even though he was so scared and my little shagaya arab was a wild creature in every sense. All for his daughter.
-As me and my friends started going to a teenager disco, my father was always there for security. He took a limousine or hummer from work and collected all my friends from all over town and left us off at Elverket. He waited outside those few hours until the disco closed. After, he drove all the children to make sure they made it home safely after midnight.
- I also remember that our family always had a sense of "everybody is welcome". For instance I remember a Halloween party when I was about 7 years old. As my family is well connected, we got to use the English Embassey in Stockholm for that party. We invited ALL the kids around my age from school, and I am talking about 60 kids!! All these kids arrived at the Embassey while the parents was refuses to enter due to diplomatic and security rules and left the kids at the gates. This is one thing with my family, always welcoming and generous.
Well well, a walk down memory lane from a wonderful upbringing in the best of familys. I could not ask for more as I always had uncondintional love. I am that kind of person that always tend to go all-in with my interests in life and I have always been supported by my family. Now I am off for a dinner at my grandparents. Today is "Happy father´s day" so we have to celebrate my wonderful grandpa too. I do expect a traditionl Swiss Fondue for dinner tonight! Laters beeps! xoxo