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When I was a kid my dad was a contractor. He worked hard, always doing the most possible to make sure my mom and siblings were taken care of.
When I got older, I started going to work with him. I realized how hard it was, how everything he did was extremely physically taxing. It was after moving his ladder for the 12th time I realized this is why he's so tired all the time. He's working his ASS off for us, trading his physical health for us to have a good childhood.
It was my time with him that A) opened my eyes and respect to the thousands of trades folks on the market and B) without them, this whole operation we call modern society falls apart.
So the "little" thing that changed my life was seeing my dad provide the way he did. I chose to continue in the same field as my dad, but now I'm the designer that makes the plans, instead of installs them. He would always tell me "Use your brain if your have one. Otherwise, you can use your body".