Being a father is tough. Just like being a mother but without the whole giving birth and having kids suck on your tits thing. It’s the most difficult job in the world, they say. It’s the most rewarding job in the world, they say.
What “they” don’t say, is that you’ll make mistakes. Mistakes that will probably result in your kids having to book a therapy session or two. (Besides, it’s not my fault they walked in when I was posing with the Borat bathing suit. Moving on…) What “they” also don’t tell you is how much you’ll end up loving the fruits of your loins. How much you are prepared to sacrifice for the little angels who can suck your wallet dry in one trip to the mall. How much pride and joy they can make you feel, and how nothing else on this blue ball makes any sense without them in your life.
Being a father is having the opportunity to experience the ultimate high of the human existence. Being a father is the reason why I’m alive. It’s why I get up in the morning.
Because I’m a Dad.
And I’m so very grateful to be one. It’s a blessing. It’s my purpose. It’s my joy. It’s my entire life. It’s my everything. It defines me as a person. And having such an amazing partner to do it with, makes this journey indescribable.
Dude and Princess, I love you more than the Deadpool movie.
To all the other fathers out there, who like me, make mistakes out of the sheer goodness of your intention, lets stand up and laugh at this poor dad who is obviously in a lot of trouble with the wife.
Happy Father’s Day!