Wading Into My Fourties

Meditating Wind no. 50

Now that I’m ankle deep in my 40s I’d like to share some things I’ve “learned” in the last year.

On Being a Daddy

Having a child leads you to experience emotions you never knew you had, and exaggerates all the ones you’ve been familiar with for years. Chief among them are protectiveness to the point of paranoia, mysterious wonderment of a human unfolding in front of you, and a humbling bewilderment on how to do parenting.

Having a daughter has squeezed out and exposed the conservative old dad in me that I never knew I had. I joke that Moka won’t be allowed to date until she’s 25. But maybe I’m not joking. Continue reading Wading Into My Fourties