Why is our culture dumping stress on us and/or leaving us without the skills to cope?
When our family was on the plane to Florida, I looked over at Bo sleeping in Robyn’s arms and realized I’ve always wanted to be a father but never really thought about why. This post is my best attempt at retrospectively figuring it out.
“What do I truly need more of, and what am I merely fooling myself about?“
“It is an act of tremendous generosity when our parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, elderly neighbors, and family friends to talk about the lessons they’ve learned from experience - especially the lessons that involve making mistakes.”
For almost two years I have been writing a series of letters to my then unborn, now 14 month old son (and any other children we have in the future). I was going to publish it as a book, but there’s no reason to wait.
So here I am, I made this.
An exercise taught to me by a wonderful executive coach i worked with. For use when you’re grappling with what what you want your life to be and who it’s for. Expect to chew on this one for days or weeks at first.
At my father’s deathbed, the way I thought about time flipped.