So I did some dad blog research the other day, wondering where this blog was going; what’s the purpose of it all? Am I solely trying to create a legacy, a time capsule, solely for your eyes, or is it something worth sharing, worth giving to others? Are there lessons to be learned within these pages for current parents, future adults, or the blurred distinctive lines in between? The answer is probably not.
So Much Shitty Dad-Blog Content. I’m Not That Guy.
When you were first born I started calling you “Wiener Town.” The name stuck for a long time, but now that you’re close to talking I had to drop it. I call you “stinky” now, and I’ve been chastised in public by some bystander for it. THEY DON’T KNOW US.
I read some dad blogs over the last couple weeks. The truth is, all the content is shit. There’s nothing really to learn, to experience, unless you want to see stale memes or tired, contrived suppositions of being some angry, bitter person that has a kid that you love desperately—to whom you show your true colors of living, breathing emotionalism saved solely for one little life in a fuck-the-world-except-my-kid-who-is-going-to-change-everything kind of way. It’s tired, man. Most parents feel the same way, and it’s not some sort of secret society, life generally sucks but our kids rock. We all get it, so we can move on.
Please Continue
So I’m going to continue what I started here, and maybe this is a reaffirmation of my intentions, to be true and genuine and original. Every single person is original, has original ideas, thoughts, and aspirations; but sadly we’re confining ourselves, our validity to 500×500 pictures of animals with two sentence fragments. A medium which does not a genuine thought make. Create your own image and use your own words and bleed into it your own self. So I won’t go down that dad-blog path and post tired shit. I won’t write click-bate worthy headlines. It’s all about O.C. here, no reposts.
Maybe it’s a high horse, so I can take a moment to dismount and say my point: real worth comes from sticking to what you believe in, being the person you believe yourself to be, and growing to become the person you believe you should be. Only there will you find your validation, forging your own path, making mistakes, and fixing them along the way. That makes for a good life.
A Work in Progress is Still Progress
There are many things, kiddo, for which I don’t know the answer. I don’t really know who I am yet, but I am picking up some things along the way. But I have learned some things so far: I love being your dad and I love writing to you in a genuine this-is-my-life sort of way. Everything else in my life isn’t solidified just yet. I’ve got time to craft myself. I’m looking forward to being an observer for your own journey too.
One thing I will promise to you now, I will always be genuine with you; I’ll always be truthful to you; I’ll always try to be my best self, for you. That will require asking forgiveness from you at times, because I will make some mistakes. Just don’t be a dick and hold it against me.