I didn’t realize it.
But my life was about to change.
It was New Year’s Eve.
I owned a concert promotions business.
I was living a fast life.
But a few hours after the ball drop, I learned I was going to be a dad.
Emotions overcame me.
Was I ready?
Would I be able to provide for a child?
Does this mean I have to grow up?
Ready or not, 9 months later, Bianca was born.
I wish I could say it was love-at-first-sight.
I was happy.
But it was apparent that her mother had a different bond.
It felt like this for the first 6 months.
But as Bianca became more interactive, our bond grew.
And I grew, too.
Fatherhood taught me sacrifice.
When we’re only providing for ourselves, it can be easy to drift.
My concert promotions business was drifting.
I needed something stable.
So I closed it and went to work in biz dev at an agency.
Fatherhood taught me patience.
It’s easy to get frustrated.
But our kids don’t “make” us impatient.
I began studying mindfulness and how to control my response-ability.
Fatherhood taught me to value experiences.
I cherish memories of her first words, t-ball game, and even the Elf on the Shelf.
I know now it’s not about fast cars or flashy clothes.
And the insight led me to begin practicing minimalism.
Looking back, I was right.
Life was about to change.
But I never could have imagined how.
Today, I’m a much better person in a much better place.
Thank you, Bianca.