Even though we no longer live in a Leave It To Beaver society where gender roles are unwavering, they still play a part in modern parenting. Yet striving for equality doesn't mean we have to obliterate masculinity and femininity, or discredit the disparities between our experiences.
Sometimes I'm bumbling through airport security with three daughters, diapers and pacifiers flying in all directions; sometimes I'm flying luxuriously solo, rocking my wireless office. Both of these types of Dad-travel require different levels of preparedness and equipment.
So I'm curious, Dad. If we could find peace over our differences about my homosexuality, what might be different in our relationship? How would our relationship improve? What else might we discover we really like about each other?
Angel Belle was alive during the entire delivery process. My wife felt her kicking throughout. Her heartbeat was strong. And then it was not. After being delivered, Angel Belle took a single breath while her heartbeat slowly faded.
As much as I had longed for an apology from my father for all of those years, I had never really thought it was possible. But by finding my own compassion for him, I had broken down everything that needed to be broken within him.
I'm all for humor. I like to laugh, especially at myself. I've seen a lot of commercials in my nearly 15 years with NFI that have used humor to portray fathers in less than a positive light. But this Lowe's commercial is one of the worst I've seen. I don't find it humorous -- not one bit.
If my dad has to pee, he will walk into any building anywhere and use their bathroom. If I run a 5K while my dad is in town visiting, he will join me in the "runners only" beer tent and enjoy free beer while wearing a sweater vest. My dad does not think it is inappropriate for him to be anywhere.
We had a sex talk plan. That plan was to wait. Wait until 4th grade was over. Wait until we could have the sex talk with our 10-year-old at a leisurely pace and without any nuggets or zingers from it seeping into her classroom chit-chats or into the recess yard banter.
"I grew up in a world where stories were still linear, they had beginnings and ends. And my kids are grew up in a world where stories have beginnings and a whole bunch of hyperlinks and never really come to an end."