How My Father Changed My Life

My father would occasionally allow me to sit on his shoulders. With a smile on my face and my legs dangling in the vast expanse between my feet and the ground, I felt like the king of the universe. I would look up into the clear night sky and the stars gave me warm glances. They seemed to tell me that one day, I would be like them. One day, I would take my place in the sky and rule the universe like they did. One day, I would shine like them and another child on the shoulders of his father would point at me and say the same thing. The stars seemed to tell me that I was invincible, that no force could reckoned me. My childlike innocence immediately pounced on this thought, and soon I adopted it as my life motto.

Many children believe that they

He sells LED lamps and while his career is not marked by outstanding success, he is the positive energy that keeps the family afloat during dark times. As I have mentioned, he was what made me feel invincible and powerful. He was the man who kept me and my dreams afloat. I had based my worldview on him. Subsequently, when he began to crumble, so did I. However, my father never crumbled. I thought he crumbled. His troubles were my troubles, and I took upon myself the task of binding myself to everything that came his way. I wanted to be in control of every aspect of my life and his

Unlike many businesses, these disputes derived from very powerful forces such as the mayor of Istanbul or one of the most successful LED businesses in Turkey (whose name I will not mention because it leaves a bad taste in my mouth). Surely I had come to the realization that I was not in control, yet my foolish mind pretended to be in control. As you may have expected, these legal disputes did not go as planned, and this was when I first felt the reins of control loosen. The sadness that I saw in my weeping mother and my crestfallen father brought my entire world down. I realized that I no longer was in control. The world was menacing. As I saw reality’s sharp teeth and threatening claws, I realized for the first time that this was not a force that I could reckoned with. I realized I was vulnerable. I cried out to God and asked him why he wasn’t on my side and why he had forsaken me. All I received was the eerie whistle of that winter night. This was when I first realized that that my worldview was based on a fallacy and that sometimes, even if I wanted something badly, I would not get it. This was when I realized that the stars simply did not care and that they were just fiery machines turning hydrogen into helium.This is when my worldview came crashing down. That fateful night, I looked out the window and opened it. I wanted to make the ultimate statement that I was in control of