It’s probably been simple ever since my dad moved in with me because my dad and I have always been close.
My mother is no longer with us, and he is now in his 60s. Therefore, I had to persuade him to move in with my family and me so he could be near his grandchildren. Due to his retirement, Dad was at home, and we noticed that he was growing lonely in the big house. He agreed to the move the moment we mentioned it, so my partner and I didn’t need to do any convincing. We have so many wonderful, happy memories together, and I love my dad. My dad used to ask me to help him with his work when I was a kid, I recall. He covered such a large geographic area as a freelance HVAC technician. When it was the weekend or the week off from school, I would ride in his truck with him, hold his tools, and when I was older, I would even assist with some repairs. Every time we went somewhere, he paid me and gave me valuable life lessons. The neighborhood loved Dad, so whenever there was a heating or cooling problem, they always made sure to call him. Dad was constantly trying to catch up as HVAC technology advanced. He received my computer and internet education, I recall. His goal was to stay current so he could assist his heating and cooling clients with all of their systems. Dad was the one who got smart thermostats into many homes. In addition to installing them for local homeowners, he would sell them on his website. Dad still maintains HVAC systems occasionally despite having retired as an independent technician.