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The other day, late in the evening - as so often - I received emails from my daughters.
The first email, the one from my youngest daughter, a neuroscientist, was the request to skim over her 85-page dissertation and let her know whether everything was conclusive.
Delivery tomorrow!
Even with the greatest effort, this was no longer possible - after all, I hardly understand anything about it - and so I limited myself to reading the introduction and summary.
Conclusive!
A little later I received the email from my older daughter with an article in the attachment entitled “Meet Anne Woychak / Owner of àLouise Bridal”.
It was her first interview after opening her bridal shop in California.
I am super proud of my daughter, who had the courage to tackle such a project on her own in the Corona times.
I would have liked to have been there, but since Corona made that impossible, we had endless FaceTime conversations about which location was the best, which sofa was the right one, which color the walls should be, and then of course there was the never-ending process when choosing wedding dresses.
Pure emotions: We went through the enthusiasm for the incredible designs and the fear of not making it in the end.
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The interview was touching, we were mentioned several times as parents who had supported them throughout their lives. And I noticed that her father was called personally several times. Two of his life wisdoms would have shaped her career. I was flabbergasted. When did that happen? Most of the time he was not at home and shone because of his absence (to save him, I have to say that his children can reach him by phone at any time). In almost twenty years of intensive care and upbringing, had I given no noteworthy wisdom of my life, left no trace?
My bond with my daughter led to my giving the address at her wedding reception;
a domain of the fathers, but logical for me, since I knew them so well and had seen the ups and downs of their relationship.
The speech was good and funny.
The praise came promptly: Great speech, did you write it alone?
Um, yes, of course, I'm not stupid, I have graduated from high school and several years of language training in English, French and Spanish.
I have read and mostly understood all of my daughters' term papers in politics, economics and neurobiology.
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To support my daughters - they were both very active in the theater group - I was also a trained make-up artist and certified dyslexia trainer, as the youngest could neither read nor write until the third grade. I coached tennis tournaments and went to the ski hall to teach them how to ski. We went on vacation to Australia and Malaysia without a male companion. I was seen at parents 'conferences and parents' evenings at school. I only remember one parents' evening at which my husband also attended, and the suspicion was that it came because José Mourinho was also among the fathers present.
When did my husband become a hero?
If I remember exactly, it happened in the first years of my children's life.
When my youngest daughter once said to me: "When I was still in Papa's stomach ...", I was puzzled.
Wait a minute!
Your father is almighty, but I gave birth to you!
In Korea and by caesarean section!
In elementary school there was the “Heroes” project.
The range of lectures ranged from Mother Teresa to George Washington.
My daughters chose their father!
He is a very successful businessman, wins car and ski races and has solved many family problems with ease.
He's a hero, he's James Bond!
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I want to make it clear that I am not bitter, I absolutely love my family. My life is interesting and filling me up. I am a mother by conviction. But I'm not a mother hen. After all, I let a 14-year-old go to New Zealand alone for six months and allowed a 15-year-old to attend a three-week acting class in Manhattan on her own. Okay, I admit that if my children were treated unfairly at school I was tempted to call one or the other teacher indignantly. Thank goodness my daughters have always successfully prevented this - they were brought up to be independent and “self is the woman”.
Am i a heroine
Admittedly, my cooking skills certainly don't make me like that - although they've gotten a lot better over the years.
But I have two daughters who are great people and want to have children themselves.
Everything done right!
The father can be the hero.
I am a mother.
I am above things.
Or not?
Source: Martina Bez
Martina Bez, family manager, lived with her husband, the engineer Dr. Ulrich Bez, her family and dog Chilli in Düsseldorf, Seoul and London and now lives in Tyrol.