As the title says, facebook likes sometimes make me uncomfortable. Why? Well it forces me to like someones bad life events as well as their good life events. I get the whole idea that a like shows support for the friend/relative but it still makes me feel weird. I’ve come to the conclusion its just the word “like”, if it was “agree” maybe it would be better, or maybe even “sympathise”, but “like” suggest that you are getting a kick out of the fact someone lost their dad, or mom etc. Maybe I think about it too much, but thinking is important to human growth I feel. We think therefore we are human, without it we are hopeless automotive robotic slaves.

My dad doing what my dad did. Hands in the dirt making his garden grow. Miss you dad. R.I.P.

Most people who know me in real life, know that my dad died last week. Next week is his funeral. I’ve spent the last week or so remembering the things he did, his views, his way of living. I’ve come to realise that he had the right way after all. We’ve all become consumers we save up to buy something and never really think about how we can just do it ourselves.

I’ve been trying to save for a shed for my garden, and a greenhouse. My dad’s solutions when he wanted such things was, getting some wood, old window frames, old doors, old door frames for stumps etc, and to make his own. No saving, no depending on others he just did it.

So I’ve decided to do the same. From now on if I want something I will make it myself or not have it at all. Imagine the pleasure life will be surrounded by things you made yourself with your own hands, in your own way.

Thank you Dad, you are and will always be my inspiration.