Thoughts of Struggling Father

I don’t know about you, but I love reading autobiographies and watching documentaries about famous musicians. I love learning about the lives that shaped them into the creative people they are. I love hearing about the moments that pushed them to keep going. I enjoy hearing about the ups and downs in their careers and the inspiration for the songs that I love. Recently, I was watching the Garth Brooks documentary on Netflix: The Road I’m On. He was talking about his parents and the lessons they taught him growing up. It got me thinking that every autobiography I have read and every documentary I have watched each have a moment when the musician talks about his parents and childhood. Sometimes the memories are good and sometimes they are bad, but somehow it made a profound impact on the rest of their lives.

I don’t know about you, but I love reading autobiographies and watching documentaries about famous musicians. I love learning about the lives that shaped them into the creative people they are. I love hearing about the moments that pushed them to keep going. I enjoy hearing about the ups and downs in their careers and the inspiration for the songs that I love. Recently, I was watching the Garth Brooks documentary on Netflix: The Road I’m On. He was talking about his parents and the lessons they taught him growing up. It got me thinking that every autobiography I have read and every documentary I have watched each have a moment when the musician talks about his parents and childhood. Sometimes the memories are good and sometimes they are bad, but somehow it made a profound impact on the rest of their lives.

Boys Are Easy

I have noticed a trend when people discover I have all boys. People often tell me that boys are easy. They tell me how easy it is to raise boys in comparison to girls. Girls, they say, you have to teach so much nowadays and you don’t have to worry about all that with boys. The first time I heard this, I remember thinking, “if this is easy, I would hate to see what hard is.” However, time has gone by and I’ve come to realize what they actually mean by boys “being easy” and girls “being hard.” They don’t mean raising boys is easy; they mean raising girls is scary. Scarier than it is to raise boys.

A Call to Arms

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I have been a part of several conversations where young women were talking about how they control their relationships. Their significant others jump at their command and never have the final say. Some of these involved kids that were from exes, where the new boyfriends were expected to be a part of the kid’s life and help protect and provide for the child, but had no say in the discipline. In fact, one mother had forbidden her boyfriend from correcting her child. Another mother wouldn’t even allow her child’s father to discipline.