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The most important thing you should know about haidos is that it is an almost exact replica of my mother’s face. In my mind, they are the same person, and I’ve always been able to make her laugh with a look or a smile from miles away. It was difficult to grow up with this woman who had been part of me since before my parents met, but as I got older it became easy not to see her as a separate entity. She was just there, part of me now. But then she started going away more and more frequently until one day we finally had a talk about what was going on and that it wasn’t our mother anymore. I didn’t know how to react when she told me about the two of them, but at least I could be happy that she was getting her life in order. My father and I were very close as I was growing up. We were always building some kind of contraption or fixing something around the house. He taught me so much, and as a young child I learned to appreciate his work. Haidos is our name for “things”...plans and ideas that never go anywhere, but we still enjoy putting together and throwing away just to see if we can do it better next time. It was only natural that we named the company we started together after my father. We started with a few articles in magazines, but they weren’t very popular. We tried it again three years later when I was in college and finally one of them hit it big. After that, there was no stopping us, until the day my father died. I remember my mother looking at him in his casket and thinking 'He just wasn’t there'. For years I didn’t know why she would say that about him until I decided to look into it myself. She was talking about haidos, the things he and she had been working on during his final days. I asked her about it and she told me that haidos had been a stress reliever for them, a way to unwind during a stressful period of their lives. This revelation only served to amplify the pain of my father’s passing. I loved him deeply, but I couldn’t understand how he could just disappear after all the years we’d known each other. In order to honour my father’s legacy, I founded haidos with his wife in mind... but I never could have known how much she would take over that idea. Over the years, she pretty much redesigned the brand and took control of every decision. Sad to say, losing your mother is hard because you grow up feeling like you lost your best friend. And yet every day I wake up and look in the mirror I see his face there, smiling down at me with those eyes that always got to me. I realized that haidos was not just a company: it was a way of life because my father wanted us to live it together. cfa1e77820
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