I talk to my mom on the phone at least three or four times a week. We have wonderfully long and winding conversations and I always get off the phone feeling deeply connected. My dad is often in the background of our conversations and is happy to have mom take the lead on the phone. He is really not much of a phone guy and is happy to blow kisses and call out his love from a distance.
Last night, I got my dad’s undivided attention for 45 minutes.
We covered all kinds of topics; my sister’s upcoming wedding, his health, my health, the kids, the family, etc. I was regaling him with an amusing story from one of my workshops last week when he got very quiet and said; ‘honey, I am so proud of you. I am so proud of the professional life you have created for yourself. I am so proud that you have found work you love. And I am so proud that you are out there in the world running a successful business. Who knew that my introverted Little Katie Cook would step into her own to become such a confident and successful woman.‘
I was absolutely moved to tears.
I know my dad is proud of me. I have always known he is proud of me. I can feel it in his hugs, his touch, his love, his support and in his gentle guidance over the years.
There is something so powerful, however, about actually hearing those words.
I am so proud of you.
I am almost 46-years-old and my heart is lighter today because my dad is proud of me. I am the mother of three kids of my own and I walked taller today because my dad is proud of me. I dove into my work with even greater enthusiasm today because my dad is proud of me.
Isn’t the impact of six little words extraordinary?!?