My son doesn’t have memories of dad spitting fire and venom. He has memories of a dad taking a breath, a knee, and a moment to listen.
Don’t measure success by your wealth or fame. Measure it by how well you handle the long, fulfilling walk down the path of fatherhood.
Modeling good male behavior may feel like an easy out for combating social ills. Angry tweets are far sexier. The real work starts at home.
Even as I experience this unconditional, all-consuming love, I don’t get it. But it’s by far the most powerful force I’ve ever experienced.