Father’s Day means more to me

My first post on my new blog and I suppose it’s appropriate to start after Father’s Day since being a father has changed my life so dramatically.

It’s always the mother, how life has changed for her, the work she puts in to keep the family running, and it’s mother who is always remembered at graduation, marriage, and award receptions. I understand why that is. It’s cultural and historical that we maintain matriarchal families, but modern families shouldn’t be predisposed to such notions anymore. And, neither should your child. Most children don’t know what it’s like to have an active, caring father who provides his fair share of support in the family.

For as much as I can remember, my father was a very selfish, angry, egotistical bastard. Regardless, that’s no excuse for abandoning his kids just because the marriage failed. The negative effects of having such a father and being abandoned during the most critical years of a man’s life will last for the remainder of mine. Although, there has been at least one positive outcome… I will never leave my children and I will always strive to be the best father a kid could ever want.

Like most families today we are working parents that struggle to survive on a combined income that would be considered astronomical just fifty years ago, and yes, I’m adjusting my opinion for inflation. My wife runs her own business and I have a job in another city and go to night school to finally finish my degree. There is little time left for anything but a few hours of sleep these days. So, we relegate ourselves to outsource our daycare, pre-made meals, housekeeping, repairs, and everything we can to get just one more minute in a day. Many fathers and even mothers would elect to neglect their children for the sake of themselves in such a situation, but I refuse.

I make sure I spend quality time with my kid every day. I assure that she learns several new things every day, has a new experience, and feels loved every minute. I don’t spoil her, I hold her hand through life, letting her make mistakes, and being an example to her because that’s what I should do. I get down to her level and listen to her and give her respect. In turn, we never argue and she always respects my demands as long as I explain my reasoning to her.

I never liked kids before. Heck, I had never held one until my own daughter was born. Having children adds a unique perspective to life. If you stop, listen, and learn it can make all the difference in your child’s life and your own.

Life has changed now. It’s not about money, success, material possessions, or any of the silly things that dominated my life for so many years. It’s about happiness; both obtaining it for yourself and providing it for others.

So, while Father’s Day comes and goes with a whimper, I can stand proud and remember this day as a testament to the fortitude of modern men who understand their duty to be a good father rather than a day I once tried to forget.