Reluctant Resignation - #nodday2013
Since I was a little kid I have wanted to be a father. Having great examples like my Uncle's, Grandpa, and my dad made it easy to want to follow in their footsteps.
After my dad died and I had my first kid I knew I was doing what I was meant to do. Ready to give up everything for this child. My dreams and goals and wants in this world just stop existing. I lived for my child.
That was what I thought I saw in the other men in my life so that was what I have done. I like being a dad. I think I am pretty good at it actually. And if you know me there are only a few things that I would say I do well. Being a dad is one of them.
So what do I do now that one of my kids is an adult? My son is 19 and when I was his age I didn't have a dad anymore. I was a year into a life changing illness and my dad was dead. Life at home was surrounded by tension from a step father who drank too much and didn't care for having step kids.
This dad thing has only seriously stumped me once before. That was when my son first got his license. I was and still am terrified when he leaves the house. I never knew how much that was going to get to me.
But now that I see my time of parenting is ending for my son I am a mess. Sure I will always be his dad and sure you never stop parenting but pulling away and watching them take their life into their hands is not easy.
You run as fast as you can holding onto the back of the seat as they wobble and struggle. Then you stand there so proud and terribly sad when you see them ride off. Smiling, panting, crying all at once.
And to think I have to go through this with another one!
Being a father is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me.