Dad, Know Me Like Potato Pancakes

That night’s dinner responsibilities fell on pops. We were having potato pancakes. The best part of this meal would be the side of apple sauce to go on top. Sugar at dinner…mmmm.

From what I can remember, He made great potato pancakes. I’m not sure if he loved those potato pancakes because he knows how to make them or because he can make them well.
As a byproduct of my dad, the answer to my query is important. If he loved the potato pancakes simply because he knew how to make them, maybe simply teaching him how to connect with me would be enough.
If he loved potato pancake because he made them well, the hope of a future of connection is in dire straights. My dad cannot make a connection with me well. He barely knows how to make the connection to begin with.
Sometimes I just wish these things were simple. I wish my dad would know me like he knew potato pancakes.

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About Keila Harris

An MBA graduate with an unparalleled ability to keep a team focused on the goal with clear deliverables to produce for specific results. I am a self-starter. I began a nonprofit organization in 2012 called the DBMH Project, Inc. and then authored a book as well. I love the intersection of business and technology and solving problems alongside colleagues dedicated to their work. I like to focus on growth strategies through SMART goals and accountability. I believe power is in the execution of constant learning and open, humble self-improvement. Therefore I read incessantly and expand my network at every opportunity. #PayItForward #SuccessIsTheJourney

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