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Wednesday, 13 April 2011

Being a Father

What does that really mean? Being a Father. I have thought on this post for a while and to be honest I am still not really sure what it means. I am a Father, I have a beautiful wife and two awesome kids, but that doesn't make me a father. I go to work for my 9 hours a day and for that I get to miss out on some pretty cool things. My 4yr old son just started riding his bike with no training wheels for instance. I didn't get the chance to be there to see it because I was at work. Now please don't get me wrong. I have taken the role of supporting my family very seriously. It is important to me to make sure they have all the necessity's in life. A roof over their heads, cloths, and full belly's but does that make me a father? No. I am in a constant struggle with finding time to do the things I used to enjoy B.C. ( My wife and I changed B.C. to mean Before Cids, Kids, get it?) and spending time with my family. Again, please don't get me wrong. If I had to choose I would always choose to spend time with my family, but sometimes I just have to have a little "ahh" time to myself. Does that make me a bad Father? I love my life. I wish there were a way for me to be able to spend all my time here so that I can stop and see the moments that are passing me by all too quickly. So I write, it is one of the things I love to do. Perhaps one day it will support my family so I can pursue in more depth how to be a great Father. I found this quote a while back and it made me think of my own children.

A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty.  ~Author Unknown

I am proud to say, my kids (and wife) do that. Perhaps I am already a Father.


  1. You can't be there every minute of the day. Even a stay at home parent misses things. As long as you are 100% there when you can be, things are fine.

  2. Thanks for the comment. My wife works very hard at home as well. I fully understand it's no picnic sometimes. Missing him ride for the first time was just a reminder how fast they do grow up.