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So, how’re you holding up? Keeping it all together?

Sometimes I have a difficult time coming up with a topic to write about. Today is one of those days. And yet I feel compelled to write to you and encourage you to keep moving forward; to keep the faith and to fight throughhow_you_doin whatever negativity you might be dealing with. Some days we simply need someone to tell us we’re amazing. That what we’re doing is epic. Sometimes it’s just nice to hear someone say, “I don’t know how you do it.”

Just the fact that you’re there for your kids is something to be both proud of and thankful for. Some dads leave a divorce and put it all behind them, including their kids. I wish there was something I could say to those dads, but chances are those dads probably aren’t reading this blog. I feel bad for those fathers because they’re really missing out on one of the most amazing experiences life has to offer. Keep in mind I’m not talking about dads who want to be there, but have limited access to the kids due to the courts. I’m talking about the dads who just don’t care. Because they would if they knew what they were missing.

But it’s not easy and it doesn’t come without an effort as you well know. It doesn’t come without battles, compromises and standing up for yourself AND your kids. There is a reason why you get up every morning, idadjpg-85702c75c414f9a9make school lunches, stay up late washing a special pair of jeans your daughter wants to wear to school in the morning, coach a soccer team or teach your kid how to make the perfect pancake. There’s a reason you stop what you’re doing when you tuck your kids in at night to spend 30 minutes talking to them about their day. It’s because once you see your kids smile due to your efforts it becomes infectious. When you sense the impact you’re having on your kids you become astutely aware of your true purpose.

It doesn’t happen right off the bat necessarily. And I think that’s where some dads struggle. You can’t just wake up one day and expect your twelve year old kid to be your best pal. It takes time for both you and your kids to find your groove and to respect each other. It takes time to accept certain aspects of being a dad and get comfortable with others. And even when you do, there are going to be days when you struggle to keep the focus where it needs to be. Because along with your kids, there are a thousand other people pulling at you, needing you, expecting things from you. You get lost in a project, or invariably everything lands on the same day between 10 am and noon. That’s when the school calls to let you know your daughter has a temperature. Or your ex texts you to see if there’s any chance you can best_job_ive_ever_had_being_a_dad_mousepad-p144662381049604604eng3t_400meet the kids at the bus stop today because of an emergency.

It’s a balance that takes time to master and even then it’s not always easy when you’re getting it from all sides. So I’m here to tell you you’re doing great. You’re a great dad and your kids need you, typically when they seem to need you the least. But they need you because of the amazing things you bring to their lives. They need you because you’re the only dad they have and over time they’ve learned to appreciate everything you do, even when they tell you you’re the worst dad ever because you made them turn off an inappropriate program or made them clean their room or turn off the computer. They need the boundaries you set, the hugs you offer, the reassurances you give them that they’re awesome and not a freak like so many of their school mates make them feel like sometimes.

They need you dad and they need you because you’ve set the bar. And now that you’ve set it to not maintain it would be letting them down. And the fact that you’ve set the bar is the strongest indication that you’re doing a great job.

How YOU Doin’?

 

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It’s All Downhill From Here

Being born in Western, NY, I grew up with snow. Hence, many of the stories I tell my kids about my childhood involve snow and lots of it. It’s something I think every kid should experience and something I want my kids to know. I want them to know what it feels like to fall face first in it or go, what feels like 120 mph, completely out of control down a hill with 30 mph winds blowing fresh powder in their face. I want them to have a memory ofchesnutridge6 rolling around in 18 inches of fresh pack powder and then defrosting in front of a warm fire, only to go back out into the frozen tundra for another round. I want them to feel huge snowflakes on their eyelashes as they walk up a hill listening to the crunch of the snow packing under their footsteps.

Unfortunately, being that we live in the south those are hard memories to come by.  So every year around this time my kids and I watch the weather forecast in Buffalo, NY very closely. And upon the first sign of a good lake effort storm we pack our bags, grab a new set of long johns, boots, gloves and anything else we may be missing and stay glued to the Weather Channel App. And when it hits, no matter when it is, we jump in the jeep and we head north.

It takes a lot of effort on everyone’s part to make the trip work. Driving that many hours crammed in something other than a mini-van is not something I would recommend for anyone with a weak stomach. But having traveled as much as our kids have in their short lives, they’ve become pros. So they burry their heads in DVD’s, i-pod touches, and Nooks and buckle in for the long journey demanding I go through the drive thru to save 20 minutes. After twelve hours on the road, we usually commandeer an unsuspecting family member’s home. We then proceed to partake in winterpalooza and enjoy two or three days of non-stop sledding, snowman building, chestnutridge5chicken wing eating, snowball fighting and hot chocolate drinking. It’s become a tradition and this year was no different.

I won’t lie. It’s an effort. Twelve hours (both ways) in tight quarters all for the sake of a few hours of playing in the white fluffy stuff is a test for any family. But I’ll tell you. It’s worth it. To hear the first exclamation of “LOOK SNOW!” as we head into Ohio. The giggles of anticipation. To witness the first snowball thrown during a routine stop for fuel and bathroom breaks. And then to see them all bundled up in their snow pants, boots, gloves, scarves, hats and mittens. Ready to brave mother nature’s fury. It’s just amazing and worth every mile.

There was one point on the third day when we had stopped for our last day of sledding. Wind gusts were 50 mph off the lake and it was only about 20 degrees out. One of the kids refused to get out of the car. But I had promised the other two they could have one more day so I literally picked the disgruntled snow bunny out of the car and carried her to the lodge. Three hours later she was the one pleading for one more time down the hill. And that’s how it goes. Part of the trip isn’t just about the experience of the snow and the environment. It’s about continually demonstrating to the kids what happens when you push yourself a bit. When you go outsidechestnutridge4 your comfort zone and try something you otherwise would forgo in leu of sitting on the couch watching an episode of i-Carly.

To accomplish that, we as parents sometimes have to push ourselves as well and go outside our own comfort zones. In the process we ourselves gain experiences we otherwise would never know the joy of. If I’m thankful for anything, it’s not just the memories of playing in the snow. It’s about the experiences I’ve had because of the kids who pushed me to do things I myself would have never attempted. All for the sake of ensuring they themselves had the chance to try something different.

One thing my ex and I agree on is that memories and experiences far outshine things. It’s not always easy, especially when life gets crazy. But I think it’s important to make these kinds of events the highest priority. Jobs will come and go. Tests can be retaken. Bills will always be there waiting. But their seventh year will only happen once. And then they’ll be going off to college; eventually telling their own kids about their childhood memories. Today is the day to create those memories.

If there was ever anything worth the effort. It’s creating moments for your kids that will last a lifetime. For us one of those memories will be snow.

 

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Tea Time!

As parents, it’s easy to get lost in our day, our obligations, our deadlines and just assume the kids will entertain themselves and each other. In the process we often miss golden opportunities to maintain a dialogue with our kids that no doubt we’ll be wishing we had 8-10 years from now when they’re older.

So never underestimate the power of turning off the computer or television about half an hour before your kid’s bedtime and sitting down with them to share a cup of tea or hot chocolate. And if you’re smart, you’ll eventually learn to just sit there, shut up, sip your tea and listen for twenty nine of the thirty minuteskhashayar20101010152119700

Mind you, I’m not an expert by any means. Just a dad trying to learn how to raise three kids and maintain a positive relationship with all three of them. In doing so I typically notice something just about every day that I can do better. One of those things is listening. I’ve sucked at it for as long as I can remember and have to continually be aware of when I’m failing to give someone their proper minutes. And to a child of 7 or 10 or 14 or 45, I think sometimes that’s all they’re asking for. For someone to listen and to take their thoughts and opinions seriously.

About a year ago my daughters and I started having “tea time with dad” just before bedtime. It wasn’t anything extraordinary. Just a chance to end the day together and share a moment where the rest of the world was shut out. From time to time it now includes my son as well, although it’s usually hot cocoa not tea. Over time it’s turned into one of my favorite parts of the week. It’s especially special when it turns into a simple one on one sipping.

There are times I just sit and listen in amazement at the amount of “stuff” my kids have absorbed, even at
tv_turnoff_week_image-copysuch a tender age, and just how much is racing around up there. I can’t help but smile and even laugh out loud at times as I witness how they process all of the information they’re capturing throughout the day. Their perspectives are truly amazing and eye opening as they provide insights into what’s important to them and how they view the world, their mom, their school, their neighbors, their bus driver, their friends and me.

My kids have a lot to say and there are times I ask them to keep their thoughts to themselves, especially when
those thoughts are hateful or demeaning. So providing them with a safe environment to open up, knowing
they’re not going to get a lecture or a rebuttal in response has proven to be a win / win on several levels.

As you’ve probably noticed if you read this blog on a regular basis, I would never divulge details about anything my kids share with me. But the content of our tea time discussions isn’t what’s important here. It’s the simple concept of shutting out the world for 30 minutes so that it’s just two or three minds connected and sharing thoughts, concerns, fears, dreams and opinions about music, clothes, pets, or whatever comes to mind. What you hear may not even make sense to you all the time. But I’m sure we don’t make sense to them all the time either. The point is maintaining a connection, letting them know they’re loved and appreciated and teaching them the power of sharing and listening. If you’re lucky, you’ll learn that and then some yourself.

Peace!

 

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Perfect Attendance!

Through 16 years of school I never once achieved perfect attendance. I could usually count on at least one good old fashioned cold to keep me home at least a day or two. I could always enhance the symptoms enough to get the sympathy vote. Alway loved that moment when mom would say the magic words; “OK, I’ll go make you some chamomile tea; you stay in bed and rest.” An hour later I’d be on the couch under 5 blankets watching Sesame Street and Mr. Rogers Neighborhood on a UHF channel eating a Snickers bar.

Sadly, the experience is one that my own kids may not never look back on with such fondness. For you see, today all three came home with Perfect Attendance Certificates. All three! It still amazes me that through the course of what was most likely one of the most difficult years we’ve ever experienced as a family, we somehow by the grace of God managed to get the kids to school every single day.

It got me thinking. I realize we do what we do out of the love of our children. But would it be so wrong for the parents to get some kind of an award for having the kids at their desk every single solitary school day? Would it hurt to receive a $10 gift card to Krispy Kreme or maybe an oil change? All of those mornings when at least one of the kids refused to get out of bed, the arguments over whether the chosen shorts were too, um, short, or the mornings one of them would try to get out of having to hand in a report that wasn’t finished. All of the lunches, getting them dressed, teeth brushed, shoes tied, the mad dashes to the bus, the days having to drive them because we missed said bus. Yet, we made it every time. Both their mom and I somehow managed to pull it off. So why does the kid get all of the praise? Seriously!

If you feel jilted, if you feel you deserve and award, I have just the thing for you. It’s your very own perfect attendance award. Print it … sign it, frame it and hang it on the wall. Let the world know that every morning at 6 a.m. you were the one the kids woke up to make breakfast. It was you who embarrassed the kids by standing out by the bus stop wearing your raggedy pj’s, your sweat stained baseball cap and a pair of flip flops … in the snow. You can click on the image for a printable version that’ll look great on the mantle or just hanging on the fridge long enough to make your kid’s eyes roll.

And don’t fret moms. There’s a version for you too. Hang it with pride. Let the kids know who really deserves the credit for making sure they had enough children’s Benadryl to get them through the day without anyone realizing they were contageous.

Maybe you didn’t get your very own version in school 20-30 years ago. But now’s your chance to make up for it. Live vicariously through your kids with your own award that lets the world know you were there. You may have been half asleep. Hell, you may not even remember most of the mornings, but you got them on the bus with or without a scarf.

O.K., being serious for a moment. It’s a lot of work being there day in and day out. If you’re fortunate enough to have a good relationship with your ex and you live close enough to each other to help each other out, there are a ton of benefits to be had from a positive relationship. Not the least of which is making sure your kids are prepared for school every day. And I don’t just mean getting there. There are the school supplies, ensuring one of you is there for every school event, every class performance, field trip, maybe lunch once in a while. Anything to let the kids know you’re there for them and that even though their mom and dad aren’t together anymore, that doesn’t mean they’re not going to get the love and support they should expect from their mom and dad.

Look, all kidding aside, it’s impossible to be a perfect mom or dad. But just being there is a great place to start. Usually that’s all the kid is looking for. To know you’re there. To know that you care and to know you’ll be there when they need you and some times even when they don’t. If there’s any certificate to strive for, it’s the lifetime perfect attendance award for just being there day after day.

 

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Nothing To Wear

I just spent an hour listening to my oldest daughter complain that she has nothing to wear. Rather than go the usual route of showing her all that she has, I listened and sure enough, she’d outgrown everything in her closet. So … we went on line to shop. As the father of two girls with very different tastes, I would like to send a message to the people creating clothes for young ladies.

Get a clue!

First: Not all girls like pink and purple. Pastels are another myth. Some girls like bright greens and blues, grays and blacks. Abercrombie & Fitch gets this … but all of their clothing costs three times as much as Target. I mean, $35 for a t-shirt she’ll wear for 3 months and then grow out of? Ain’t gonna happen.

Second: Not all girls wear Mary Janes. As I was thumbing through the water shoe pages of the new Land’s End catalogue, I was struck by the fact that they appear to be of the opinion that all little girls should wear Mary Jane style water shoes in pastels. Seriously? My oldest just asked me to by her the boys shoes.

Third: Not all girls like Hello Kitty, unicorns and butterflies. Just sifted through about 150 prints on Old Navy’s Web site with my oldest and they’re all frilly patterns with puppies, kittens, flowers and such which is fine for many … but not all. And giving her an NFL or MLB t-shirt option isn’t the answer either. As my daughter so eloquently pointed out, “they’re either too far one way or too far the other.”

The more subtle issue to me is the message we’re sending little girls. Boys are bold, tough and sporty lads who love sharks and soccer; girls are soft and frilly creatures who love kittens and want to be cheerleaders. Nonsense I say! At the very least give girls the option to choose something other than a lavender, lace covered, t-shirt with a dalmatian puppy on the front. Let her know it’s o.k for a little girl to wear a navy blue t-shirt with some rocks on it that says “Yeah … I can throw it farther than you!”

As we started our search, my daughter’s complaint was validated. It just blows my mind that our society continues to send kids messages of what they’re supposed to be. According to who? I’ll keep looking and will pass along information as we find it. In the mean time, if anyone can suggest a Web site that offers little girls an option other than panda bears and rainbows please by all means pass it along. I’m sure I’m not the only dad with this dilemma.

As for my younger daughter; pink t’s with the Eiffel Tower on the front will work just fine.

 

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Emotions Catching Up

With the holidays past us and life starting fall back into a normal pattern, I had a revelation.

I noticed a lack of energy on my part the past couple of weeks. This included a lack of enthusiasm for aspects of my life that normally had me up early and ready to roll. I attributed it to a lack of sleep and recovering from the stress of the holidays. But then it dawned on me.

During the holidays my relationship with my ex-wife began to enter into a new phase. It was a new acceptance and realization that we were starting to drift apart and head in different directions both physically and emotionally. Where as thoughts of “maybe there’s still a chance for us,” or “perhaps we’ll get a second chance” had filled my head from time to time, the reality that this was more than likely more definitive in nature began to sink in. Because of that I believe a mild case of depression began to set in as it started to hit home that my marriage was over.

I had been so busy the months leading up to the divorce that I hadn’t really given myself a chance to acknowledge the grand scope of my new landscape. My ex and I had done so many things together that we, in many ways, were still acting as a couple. I enjoyed certain aspects of that, but now as the new year is taking shape and my life is moving forward I’m beginning to realize that this emptiness I’ve felt is not going to go away. That chapter of my life is over and it’s time to begin building a new foundation and accept that it’s o.k. to move on.

My hope is that we’ll continue to do some things together with the kids and provide them with that assurance that we’re both working together to provide them everything they need in life both monetarily and emotionally. But as I’ve been told by many people, boundaries are good and will continue to evolve as we move forward.

I’m thankful again that I have surrounded myself with people who are full of positive encouragement and forcing me to share. One person in particular who I’ve dubbed my spiritual guide, insisted that I not walk this journey alone. That just as a coach will keep you on task and make sure you stay focused on your training, it’s important to have people around you who stay with you to remind you of all of the positives in your life. I’m beginning to appreciate the true value of that advice as I continue to work my way through the bumps and hurdles of this new existence.

It’s easy to shut the world out believing that you have to come to terms with some things on your own. And there’s truth to that. But I’m finding it’s too easy to slip into a reverberating track of negativity unless we have people by our side to recognize those moments and help keep us on a positive path.

Tomorrow is coming. We really have no choice in that matter. But one thing we do have a choice in is how we approach it and how we embrace it. Life is too short to continually beat ourselves up over what happened. Our children are watching to see how we’ll address this new phase of our existence. So it’s up to us to wake up with a fresh attitude and show them that it’s o.k. to reflect and grieve, but at some point we have to move on give our soul a chance to heel properly.

 

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And So It Begins

After 13 years of marriage I have found myself adjusting to life as a single father of three kids.

What prompted me to start a blog about it? Well, in the short time I’ve been going through this, I’ve learned that my situation isn’t necessarily the norm. Unlike many divorced men with kids, my ex-wife and I actually get along quite well and continue to co-parent. You know, that’s the first time I’ve written the term ex-wife. Kind of hit me as it flowed through my mind, down my arms and through the keyboard onto the screen. It’s quite a change and quite an adjustment. I honestly never thought this was going to be my life.

As much as it hurts, I have to be honest and tell you there are positives as well. I also want to encourage any other men who are preparing to enter into the world of single fatherdome, that it doesn’t have to be all negative. It may be difficult to overlook a lot of the anger and frustration you’re experiencing, but if you put the kids as the primary focal point through all of this, everything else seems so unimportant.

My relationship with my kids is at an all time high. Thanks to a profound effort by my ex and myself to be positive through this whole thing, we managed to provide the kids with a fairly smooth transition and continue to do so to this day.  Is it always easy? Hell no. But the benefits have been huge.

In the coming days, weeks and months I’ll share more of my experience with you and would love to hear from those of you going through the same experiences. Share your fears, worries, concerns etc. and we’ll do our best to help you see the benefits of staying positive and not letting the little things get in the way of getting you through to the other side.

 

 

 
 
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