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Hello, this is Yasui, a solo business owner running a company mainly engaged in inspections of high-pressure gas equipment.
It’s the fourth day of my business trip, and honestly—I miss home-cooked meals.
It really makes me appreciate how lucky I am to have my wife’s cooking every day.
I lost my father 13 years ago.
Lately, I’ve been wondering—if he were still alive, what kind of words would he say to me now?
When he was alive, he often criticized how I spent money, saying things like, “That’s wasted money.”
And when I once told him I wanted to quit my job, he firmly opposed it.
He never praised me. In fact, I grew up constantly being told I wasn’t good enough.
But now, I’ve come to realize that maybe he was just trying to raise me to be a capable, independent man.
Parent-child relationships aren’t like school—you don’t get a neatly organized lecture about life lessons.
A father only teaches what’s important in fleeting, emotional moments—when something touches his heart.
If you’re not there in that very moment, you’ll never hear it.
There were older apprentices who learned directly from my father when he was young.
They often said he was so strict they wanted to hit him from behind sometimes, laughs.
But even they are grateful now.
He didn’t teach them by words or theories—he taught them through action, from the basics up.
Watching them makes me realize how lucky they were to learn directly from him.
I was never really “taught” by him, but now that I’m a father myself, raising a middle school–aged son,
I’m starting to understand what my father might have wanted to pass on to us.
When I was about to quit my job years ago, he told me, “You shouldn’t.”
Now, I’m truly thankful he stopped me.
He used to say, “Spend your money wisely,” which sounded vague back then—but now I think I finally get it.
Sometimes, in quiet moments, his words come back to me.
And I realize, “Ah, that’s what he meant.”
I never got to hear his thoughts about parenting, which I regret.
But I believe his way of raising us naturally carried over into how I raise my own children today.
Whenever I’m troubled or unsure about something at work, I ask myself:
“What would my father have done?”
“How would he think about this?”
In a way, it’s like I’ve enshrined him in the altar of my heart—
and when I’m lost, I seek his guidance, just as one might listen for a message from the gods.
It doesn’t have to be a father.
For some, it could be a respected mentor, or even a childhood hero.
When I’m struggling, that’s how I get through—it helps to have someone like that in your heart.
As for me, I wouldn’t say my father is my “role model” or that I “admire” him.
Honestly, saying that out loud feels a bit awkward, laughs.
But since we share the same line of work, I do see him as someone whose professional way of living I can learn from.
It just happens that this person I should learn from also happens to be my father—that’s what makes it a little complicated.
We all have moments when we feel like we might lose to ourselves.
But having someone you can keep in your heart—that can make all the difference.
Who do you have in your heart?
If we ever meet, I’d love to hear your story.
Thank you very much for reading!
See you next time.
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成人男性が胸の中にいる亡くなった父親にそっとお告げを聞いているような優しさに溢れた画像。
