I would like to tell you a short story about a very patient man, my dad. THE BEST DAD EVER!
At 2am I sauntered downstairs with a killer migraine and asked my dad if he could massage my head and neck to get rid of the pain. Without hesitation he agrees, even though he was just about to head off to bed. We talked for a few minutes about infomercials (the current focus of the muted tv in front of us) before moving on to the topic of real estate and house flipping only to somehow end up in a conversation about the stock market.
[Keep in mind, I know close to nothing when it comes to the stock market other than what I've learned from a little Scorsese film titled "The Wolf of Wall Street"... great film, but that's not pertinent to this story.]
Now it's 2:35am and at this point I'm asking a hundred questions a minute and my dad is patient enough to help me understand and grasp the general concepts of the market and how the New York Stock Exchange functions. I've never really showed an interest in things like the stock market before, and yet; whether it be the time of morning, or the migraine that I am now unknowingly numb to, I was beyond entranced by the ethics and intricacies of the NYSE.
It's now 3:30am, and my father and I have been discussing the stock market for a little over an hour. All the while he has been massaging my migraine away and teaching me more than he probably realizes.
I want to say THANK YOU to my dad for not only staying up past your bedtime to help your grown daughter get rid of her migraine, but for being willing and excited to share your knowledge and wisdom with the same ears that as an adolescent tuned you out. Thank you for not giving up on teaching me new things. I know as a kid I was hard to understand and rarely wanted to be taught a lesson from my parents, but you always are eager and ready to share life with me. Thank you for being such an amazing father and role model. I love you dad!
(Side note, I NEVER thought I would be able to say that I diluted a migraine by partaking in an hour and a half discussion about the stock market... But it worked!)
Now I'm off to bed to dream about DiCaprio scamming his way to the top of the financial world only to be mauled by a bear and a giant iceberg.... wait...
Love Always,
kirsten nicole huxtable
