Happy Fathers Day to all the dads out there. My dad passed away 32 years ago and I rarely think of my dad in a way that makes me feel sad. I do enjoy making everybody else uncomfortable by posting dumb memes but that’s about the extent of it.
My thoughts seems to turn to how I did and am doing as a father. I think all parents probably have some regrets and I’m not different. I was 17 years old when Jessie was born and as such, I really had no idea what I was doing; we were kids having kids.
I regret not being more present and appreciating the special moments of Jessie’s childhood. I spent too much time and energy trying to hang out with my friends.
I regret not being more established in my career to provide better for our family back then. We were on every form of public assistance there was and we really struggled at first. These things can be excused because we were idiot kids having kids; our brains weren’t even fully developed at 17 years old.
I regret the way Jessie’s Mom and I split up. That was a traumatic experience and I wish I would have did that better. I was just so caught up in my own head and my own life and feelings and I didn’t realize how much my actions could affect Jessie.
Jessie and I have a pretty great relationship now. I’m in a great position with my career and finically that I’m able to help out now in really meaningful ways and I’m really proud of the woman and mother that my little Jessie has turned into.