In my head, I was forever 21 and reaching middle age just didn’t seem to fit with my persona.

In my head, I was forever 21 and reaching middle age just didn’t seem to fit with my persona.
It’s good to give your kids positive reinforcement, but also to remind them that the entire world isn’t standing in awe of them
I’m starting to become the lame one in our dynamic. I know it. I’m not completely there yet, but give it time.
Getting hurt is easy, not letting it change who you are isn’t.
Although rarely talked about, it’s one of the strangest parts of parenting.
We were angry over-reactors literally headbutting the walls at the bar. Every glance from a stranger was a reason to defend your honor.
Believing your kids can do anything is easy. Believing in your own ability to show them how to do those things is hard.
The responsibility I feel has more to do with me than it does with him.
Could you still get up, move forward, and grow?
I guess I’m supposed to be wiser now. After all, I’m 40.