10 Priceless Treasures My Dad Left MeMISCELLANEOUS WRITINGS | 2015 EDITION | VOLUME 5

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He brought me into this world. And for that I owe him endless homage and reminded him how much I love(d) him, till the very end.

He had a very difficult childhood and life. But Daddy knew I understood him best.

His final wish was to see me before dying. But only the mature understand why we're denied simple pleasures others take for granted.

He was a man of few words. So naturally, the best treasures he left me were proportionate:

Life is cruel yet beautiful. Accept the world as it is. And notice what others don't.

Know what malice is: The “desire to harm others or to see others suffer; extreme ill will or spite.” And block it, or you'll suffer.

Know what true friendship is; what true family is. Starting from home, build relationships based on integrity, authenticity, transparency, strong communication, coordination and cooperation lest you suffer unnecessarily. Because everything is connected. Murphy's Law is unforgiving. And as far as good or bad judgment, someday is payday.

Your time is sacred. Your identity is sacred. Your spirituality is sacred. And your home  is sacred. Protect these sanctuaries. And ONLY fight strategic battles.

You're here to live out YOUR purpose. Not somebody else's. Do so in such a way that you make right what I made wrong.

Life is incredibly short. Choose a woman who genuinely loves you, brings stability and happiness, and never leave each other.

Never bring children into this world UNLESS you will and can give them a better life. Poverty sucks. So, master financial creativity and instill self-reliance.

Support and facilitate their creativity, always set a good example and teach them accountability, a healthy (not ideological) Fear of God, the importance of supporting and never undermining each other, and how to be, and remain highly employable.

Remember that “The sinner makes his own hell by doing evil, and the saint his own heaven by doing right.”

Be productive. Live honorably and righteously. Not self-righteously. And your deathbed regrets won't be filled with sorrow.

In his life, struggles, last days and sad death, he taught and instilled in me — as indirectly as only he knew how — the foregoing. And only a few hours following republication of The Fireside Chat Series (Episode 1), my big brother delivered the news.

Have mercy upon him and upon us O Father. Forgive all his transgressions. Accept him, Dear Lord, unto your bosom for his work is done. And my task is to continue perfecting it.

In this thankless world, you (The Grand Weaver) send us different kinds of leaders. From infants to the infirmed to giants. But 老子 (Lao Tzu) was right: “A leader is best when people barely know he exists, when his work is done, his aim fulfilled, they will say: we did it ourselves.”

Rest in Peace, Daddy. Visit me often. And see you in Heaven.

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