Well today, our 20 year marriage ended in courtroom 2-D. When we came to this decision months ago, I felt like the world had ended. In truth, I was afraid of what life would look like now without you. But now, standing here, it seems much more survivable.
The amount of time that we spend in the early stages of this process and the slope of the learning curve has to do with our willingness and ability to learn the lessons that relationships are continually providing us with.
I received polite emails informing me I had not been chosen. With nothing left to lose, I emailed one of the companies that had rejected me. 'I have a bit of an unusual question for you,' I wrote. 'Can you tell me why you didn't hire me?'
No matter how you choose to define love, one fact remains clear: Love can be highly addictive. We are talking about passionate love, the beginning rush of emotions; the wave that floods us when we first fall in love.
How will our sons grow to be good men and good fathers if we continue to limit and stifle the role models they have?
The world needs intentional people... leaders, teachers, lovers, and parents. And I'm starting to think that my nervousness around "Will I be a good enough father?" is all the more reason for me to be a father in the first place.