SAM-e Complete® Monthly Contest – Favorite Dad Moments
Since last month we turned the spotlight on the best advice that mom ever gave, we wanted to give dads their chance in the sun, too. So what is a fond memory you have of your pop? Let us know in the comments about a memory of your dad that puts you in a great mood. Whether it was a memorable fishing trip, a favorite joke you’ve heard a million times, or a happy holiday mishap—we want to know why your father is special to you. We’ll select the 10 most creative and entertaining responses to receive a month’s supply of SAM-e Complete® from Nature Made®. We will be judging your entry based on craft and originality— so make sure you follow these few guidelines when leaving your response.
- Creativity – Be as creative as you want with this. In the past, we’ve received poems, stories, and all around hilarious entries for contests, so the more creative you are, the better your chances.
- How Clearly and Effectively the Entry Message is Conveyed – Make sure your comment makes sense to at least one other person before you send it.
- Relevance to the Subject of the Contest Question – Not just any answer will do. Make sure what you’re submitting answers the question.
We’ll select 10 winners to each receive a one-month supply of Nature Made SAM-e Complete®. SAM-e Complete® is meant to supplement the Sam-e molecules that your body normally produces to help you maintain your healthy mood naturally. It’s not meant to cure or prevent any conditions, including depression. Because of this, comments about depression or other such topics will not be posted or eligible to win. For full contest rules, be sure to check out the Official Rules page. Good luck!
- Lisa
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Robert Halter Wednesday, June 02, 2010
Dad, dad, dad......
I was so mad, mad, mad
not to mention bad, bad, bad!
You saw you right through the masks I wore.
"One day at a time, just take it one day at a time", you would say.
I would frown and you would smile and laugh, sometimes getting me to smile when I did not want too!
Then you would say "It takes fewer muscles to smile than to frown."
When I got into trouble, I could not believe the calm, kind manner in which you handled everything. You taught me patience, tolerance, acceptance, kindness, by living it! No hypocrisy did I see in your ways.
Thank-you dad, you are missed.
Supriya Desai Sunday, June 06, 2010
At the risk of humiliating myself more than embarrassing my dad, this story makes me laugh AND cry when I recall what a big heart my dad has. I don't have a lot of memories of being a kid, but one that stays with me is of being really young and at the doctor's office for some shots - a.k.a. "torture." I was deathly afraid of needles, like so many little kids, so the process of giving me the shot took awhile. My dad sat with me on his lap as I cried and screamed and tried to wriggle my way out of the deed. I'm sure he must have lost his patience with me at some point or another, but what I actually remember is that he stayed with me even when I became so scared I wet my underpants...and then his pant legs. Like so many of my tearfully happy memories, he just laughs about the whole thing now; like it was no big deal. As a dad, I'm sure it wasn't to him. As a daughter, it was one of the many lessons he taught me about love and devotion that move me profoundly to this day. Here's to my dad...and dry underpants!
Venetta Monday, June 07, 2010
I love, I struggle.
I'm kind, I'm angry.
I'm open, I'm scared.
I'm sincere, I'm lonely.
I'm small, I'm grown up.
I never knew you Mom but
I miss and love you so.
Briana Monday, June 07, 2010
My most memorable moment with my father was actually a collection of moments. I remember him having the patience and endurance to teach me and my siblings how to ride a bike. He was outside with us throughout an entire summer, every evening when he got home from work, he would demonstrate, help us on, hold us, and let us go time after time after time. It was awesome, and remembering the way he kept at it with us, helps me to have the patience and endurance to keep on trying to teach my kids, no matter how long it takes.
Jayne Tuesday, June 08, 2010
My Dad had a fabulous smile! He was 6' 3 and handsome with the same blue eyes I have. He treated us girls like boys and taught us how to swim by throwing us overboard into cold harbor water from his boat. He told us to "swim back". We instinctively dog paddled furiously back shreiking with laughter begging him to do it again, and again.
Last year before he died I took him fishing and he caught an elusive fish, a Wahoo. It took great effort for him to reel it in as he had cancer and was tired from chemo and radiation. Exhausted but estatic He beamed when he landed that fish! I took a picture of him holding his catch with that fabulous smile. I look at his picture with that fish every day. And I smile.
Gary D. Tuesday, June 08, 2010
Family and laughter. My dad was of Greek descent and those two items characterize him best for me. My mother of Scottish descent, came from a family that had humor, but was very reserved. On the other hand the Greek side (NY based on top of that) was always a bunch of teasing, sarcastic, loveable souls who's barrage of comments definitely made you ready for anyone else you would meet in life.
I have carried both of those values strongly with me throughout my own life. Our family sees each other at least once a week (youngest child is 19) when home from college and always speak on the phone during the week. But it is the laughter, no subject off-limits, that is the glue that holds us together. We laugh, like my dad and his brothers, till there is no sound coming out of our mouth. You know that laugh. We say "so and so has left the building" in a teasing manner when that happens.
Our children's friends love to come to our family dinners too. Many having been from divorces that do not encourage the family feel. The greatest compliment is to have a non-relative tell us they want to be adopted. I'm so lucky to have had a father who led by example and who I remember always having that never ending smile.
Krista Monday, June 14, 2010
My father taught me from a very young age that it is all right to be different. This was a concept I eagerly embraced & has greatly enhanced my life. One of my fondest memories is a tradition that I will pass down someday if I ever have children. Every night before bed, my dad would tell me a story. Some kids grew up with nice traditional fairy tales & picture books... not me. My dad crafted stories where the main characters were armadillos, wart hogs, slugs & other unusual characters. Sure I had the traditional stories from Tolkien, Asimov, Heinlein & Dr. Seuss but his stories will always remain my favorites. I am the black sheep of my family because I choose to be. Dad, thank you for teaching me acceptance & creativity.
Sherry Wednesday, June 16, 2010
My Dad taught us at an early age to use humor to help keep our spirits up, the importance of be able to laugh at yourself, and to try to be positive even when the most challenging times of life come around.He has also demonstrated on numerous occasions that these principles apply to himself as well. Last year when visiting my parents, my father went outside to rid his lawn of fall leaves with a new leaf blower. When I went searching for him to say goodbye - I spotted him around the corner of the house working. He is a patient man, most of the time, except when it comes to electrical tools so I consider it "my job" as his daughter to "challenge" his patience from time to time. I unplugged his leaf blower and peeked to see what he would do. He stops - looks down at the blower and shakes it back and forth a few times. I, quickly plug it back it, it starts back up and he is content. He continues his work and in another minute or so, I unplug it again. This time his eyebrows furrow a little and so he shakes the leaf blower again - but nothing happens. He quickly raises and lowers it into the air. I once again plug it back it and it starts. I can't help but want to "get him" one more time - so I wait another minute then unplug it again. This time he verbalizes his discontent outloud and puts the leaf blower straight into the air and shakes it furiously above his head as fast as he can. I then plug it back in for only about 3 seconds then unplug for a final time. Now he's finally catching on and quickly turns toward the side of the house where I am hiding and just smiles,laughs, shakes his head and says - "I should have figured that one out sooner!" His smile - makes me smile Thanks for all the great memories Dad!
Julee Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Warm milk in the middle of the night.
Chasing toads in our backyard.
Opening the world of constellations at night.
Road trips, just the two of us, with lots of Dairy Queen Blizzards.
My "doctor" for scraped knees and wounded ego.
These are the moments that define my best memories of my Dad. He was my mood enhancer before there was Sam-e Complete!
Jo Evans Friday, June 18, 2010
My Dad is the original SAM-e mood enhancer. No one can make me laugh like he does. He can stare at a mustard bottle and put me into hysterics. There's something he does that we call "Periscope Rabbit" that can put me on the floor in tears. He's a great Dad today and always has been!!!
Joy Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Life Lessons from a Dad:
■Your name will stick with you for life. Make sure that name is synonymous with integrity and kindness.
■You must be a person of your word. Your word must be honorable.
■He is the reason I love music and listen intently to the lyrics
■He taught me to love what you have, and have what you love.
■He taught me that family comes first.
■He taught me how to venture outside my backyard and learn about other cultures, and ways of life. It's about more than tolerance.
■He taught me to just be me and everything else would fall into place.
John Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Some of my favorite memories of my dad are things which I am beginning to see in myself now. He was a phenomenal gardener. I remember him putting me to work, helping him landscape and turn our yard into something beautiful. I whined and complained at the time, but we all enjoyed the finished product later. Now, 13 years after his passing, I find myself starting to enjoy gardening and yardwork.
He was an awesome cook. Ironically, this fact was lost on me as a kid, as I was a ridiculously picky eater. Now, as an adult though, I have picked up on that instinct of his and have fun cooking and trying new things.
Best of all, he showed by example to never be average and ordinary. He was always a natural entrepreneur and was always moving toward bigger and better goals. Thankfully, that passion and drive for significance is something I have inherited as well.