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After years of a mediocre online presence I have grown sick of myself.  I don’t think it’s related to what I write, what I post, my political leanings or any of those common topics that make an online persona what it is.  I don’t think it’s my online persona per se.  I am just sick of myself, in all areas of my life, online and off.  So, with some hesitation I will be removing all of my various blogs over the next few days to weeks.  I may re-emerge in some manifestation but at this point I could not tell you what that manifestation will be.  I blame recent life events for this identity crisis, as I’ve labeled it.  I no longer really know who I am or who I want to or should be.  Some things will never change and that is my dedication as a father.  I will always love my children with all of my heart and will never cease to be everything that they deserve.  To be honest, my children are, what I consider to be, my one saving grace.  Loving them, and being loved by them, has made some pretty tough situations survivable.  However, every other aspect of who I am is fair game. It’s time to make a change, for better or worse. I don’t really know if anyone reads this blog anymore but if there are any passers by, farewell…  Thanks for stopping by.  Maybe our paths will cross elsewhere in the future.

K

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at least that is what we are being lead to believe.

I am a very involved father. I love my two children more than life itself. From the moment they started school (e.g. daycare and now kindergarten for my oldest) they have been my morning commute mates. I consider my daughter to be my co-pilot because she is always watching what is going on and letting me know when a light red or green. Rather than go out frequently on the weekends I choose to stay home with my kids. I love being there with them and I love being there for them should they need me for some reason after they go to bed, even if it is just to tell me I’m handsome, then 5 minutes later to tell me she’s thirsty and 10 minutes later to ask me to cover her up. For me, there could be no better, and certainly no more important, way to spend an evening.

After all this time I thought the looks I’ve gotten were looks of pride, admiration and respect. I thought to myself “people are looking at me and seeing what a committed and loving father I am.” However in reality, after reading a recent article, I have come to the conclusion that everyone is placing bets on the size of my testicles. They don’t care that I would walk to the ends of the earth to be there for my children. They don’t care that every thought throughout the day is occupied in part by visions of my children. I would say that they don’t care that I would give my left testicle if it meant providing for my children but somehow I think they may care about that one as it may have the potential to upset their wagers.

Read the article here.

Dads, continue to be the great dads that you are. Now that we are easily identified as the Small-Testicled-breed of man good parenting is all we have left.