I’m surprised to find out that being a dad actually means being the lowest man on the totem. We get ordered around by the wife, have to meet the needs of the kids and even the cat gets me to do whatever she wants. With a new baby, dog and cat I’m cleaning up an unfathomable amount of poop on a daily basis.
I’ve got to mow the lawn, fix the broken crap and find time to work out before everybody else wakes up all while planning the survival and prosperity of an entire family.
I fought it for a long time, being a dad. Then all of a sudden I didn’t know what I was fighting for. It wasn’t that I wasn’t happy or fulfilled but I wanted something longer, something more. I wanted something that wanted more of me just to see what I had to give.
Being a dad is giving everything you’ve got and in return you are given challenges in return. It’s those challenges that offer the rewards.