It’s so funny how two simple words can easily become your worst nightmare. To be more honest…my nightmare. It all started with another lecture to my kids on the beauty and power of discipline. Had I remembered the one I gave on “the art of practicing what you preach” I would not have said to them “do better”. The moment those two simple words leaped from the tip of my tongue I knew I said 2 words too much.
Roughly 2 months - 4 days - 8 hours ago my life was like the movie “3 Kids & a Wife”. These days it more like “I Think I Love My Wife”. My children seems these day to be staring in the movie “ I Shrunk the Kids” or at the least their confidence, and I am incorrectly cased as “The Bad/Mad Dad”. Not only must I act like a man that knows it all; I also have to pretend that I actually believe in all that philosophical bull sh!t. I would stop all the drama and cut to the ending, in a heartbeat, if only I knew how this movie was suppose to end.
I didn’t plan for things to happen the way it did but strangely enough it still managed to happen perfectly the wrong way. I want to make big mistakes in my life because I honestly believe it to be the only way to gain true knowledge and real experience. However; at the lost of my entire family is a really big price for me to pay… one that, at this time in my life, is much more than I would ever want to know or wish to experience. This might mean I may have to swallow my pride and become a living hypocrite; but if that’s the price I must pay for 3 kids and a wife please pass the bill.
No one ever told us “life was perfect” so why do we have to pretend that it is? I know that life might seem difficult more days than others but I truly believe that every trial we endure will only prove to make us stronger, wiser and better. In retrospect; those words I said to my kids may have been a little too much but I have to believe it might be enough for them to want something better in life.
Mr. Chris Rolle
Da Clique Group
……………… truth above honor ………………
