The Lessons I Learned from My Dad
I am not the man my father is.
I am trying. Some days closer. Some days farther.
He never sat me down and explained these lessons. He lived them. I’m still learning them.
Show up.
The kitchen table. The hospital room. The funeral. The picket line. The call from the son who won’t answer.
Show up.
Most days that’s the whole job.
My whole life I watched him do it. Not for cameras. Not for headlines. Not because there was something in it for him. He showed up because someone needed him.
I learned that grief doesn’t make you special.
My father buried a wife and daughter. He buried a son. Yet he never treated grief as a claim on other people’s sympathy. Instead, it made him notice theirs.
A mother who lost a child. A father sitting beside a hospital bed. A kid scared about what comes next. A son who lost his mother, his sister, his brother.
He always noticed.
I learned that power is not the point.
The people who chase power eventually confuse the office with themselves.
My father never did.
Whether he was a county councilman, a senator, vice president, or president, he was the same man.
The title changed.
He didn’t.
I learned that family comes first.
The train from Wilmington wasn’t symbolism.
It was every night.
He read to us. Showed up to games. Sat through hospital rooms. Waited up for children who were lost.
And when the day came that the country and the family could not both have him at full strength, he chose family. He relinquished the last chapter of how he wanted to be remembered. And he never complained about it.
Most of all, I learned that love is not soft.
Love is discipline.
Love is showing up at one in the morning when nobody is watching.
Love is answering the phone.
Love is staying.
Love is getting back up after life knocks you down and doing it all again tomorrow.
That love saved my life.
I’ve failed at many of these lessons, sometimes in very public ways.
He loved me anyway.
That’s the last lesson.
I am not trying to become my father.
I am trying to carry what he gave me.
And if I can do that, even imperfectly, that will be enough.
Happy Father’s Day, Dad. I love you.
To George and Laura, Bill and Hillary — we're grateful for your friendship, counsel, and devotion to this country. And to Joe and Jill, thank you for being on this journey with us.
How many can say this:
New Yorker, February 2026:
$4.05 billion in family take from ventures that exist because he’s president.
Forbes:
his net worth went from $3.9 billion to $7.3 billion by September 2025. Nearly doubled in eight months.
Wall Street Journal:
$4 billion in proceeds and paper wealth from ventures launched since his re-election.
House Oversight Democrats’ wealth tracker:
$5.1 billion in new family money.
Bloomberg:
crypto alone added $1.4 billion in a single year. One-fifth of the family fortune now sits in digital assets that didn’t exist the first time he ran.
All that work is really paying off.
Trump’s price increases over the last year:
Gasoline: +41%
Airline fare: +27%
Energy: +24%
Tobacco: +8%
Fruits & veggies: +6%
Car repair: +6%
Clothing: +5%
Americans literally just want to afford groceries, and here's Donnie BRAGGING about how much he loves the increasing costs families are facing. It's sick.
Hunter Biden on Zohran Mamdani's leadership: "I look at someone like Mayor Mamdani, and I'm absolutely inspired-not only by the way he won, but by the way he's leading now."
Keep posting this so nobody forgets that this was one of the worst events in American history.
Never has a sitting president encouraged his supporters to believe a lie so deeply that they’d be willing to attack or democracy.
Hey Tim- go fuck yourself you sick and sad little vile man. Who harmed you so deeply that you feel it necessary to spew such hateful garbage. When does it stop. This irrational hatred- for people you’ve never met, simply because you don’t like the politics of their parents. Say whatever you want about me I can handle it. I’ve been dealing with douche bags like you for years. But leave President Obama’s children out of it. They are truly extraordinary people. That have more grace and intelligence than you could possibly imagine. Aim at me and leave innocent people out of your hateful mouth.