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On the Eve of Independence

August 15, 2012

I have found myself saying, “I can’t believe how fast time has gone” more and more these past five years of being a parent. Almost to the point where I know I am annoying other people because I am annoying myself. But the truth is, it has gone fast. Tomorrow my first child… my little girl… my sweetie… is going to kindergarten.

Addi has given me the greatest gift I could have ever been given, the opportunity to be a father to a daughter. I’ve had to learn patience, how to remove a “piggy holder” without pulling hair, change a diaper, cry and not feel unmanly, love deeper than I ever have, and to understand and embrace change.

It is that last one that gets us all. It hits us deep. Our little ones aren’t so little. They aren’t so dependent. They are growing up and in a fast way.

It all hit me tonight. Maybe I internalized it, maybe I tried to avoid it, but it is here. As a parent none of us are really prepared, how could you? Until you have been through 12 weeks of sleep deprivation, spit up, mustard poop, crying (from all involved), when does the belly button fall off, and any other first time parent stresses, as a civilization we would have died off long ago if this thing came with a pre-test.

Those first 12 weeks of her life seem so distant now. She has changed, I have changed, our family has changed, our lives have changed.

Addi, I know you’ll do well, not just in kindergarten, but in life. Your sense of humor, your compassion, your competitiveness, your kind heart, your smile, will all serve you well. I have had the privilege of seeing you grow as a helpless infant into a classy and fabulous five year old who has helped her old man understand the importance and priority of things in life. You have given me an even greater love and respect for my parents, your mother, your brother, my sister, our entire family and friends, and that what we do in life means nothing, if we aren’t living for something greater than our own self.

When you get on the steps of that bus tomorrow and we wave as you head off on your next journey, don’t forget the thousands of amazing steps we have already taken in your first five years together. I only wish with every step you take, I could hold your hand, because it is so damn hard to let go.

I’m proud of you. I adore you. I love you Addi.
Dad

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Some of the best ideas were written on a napkin

September 14, 2010

We have all heard stories about conversations at a bar between friends that spark an idea that changes the way we do business, no-name musicians jotting down the hit that ultimately makes them a household name, and ad campaigns that leave us smiling and buying products.

And ever so often we have one of these moments. Either by taking the initiative to write the idea, thought, or concept down or being lucky enough to be on the receiving end of such genius.

I happen to think the best idea that ever hit me happened this way. On December 6, 1998, I was at a bar after a work function and my future wife took out a pen, smiled, tilted her head, and wrote me a note in Japanese on a cocktail napkin. To be honest, I still don’t know what she wrote and I don’t care. What I do remember is in that instant, I realized she was the one.

She had the brains, the drive, the sense of humor, the charm, the wit, and the spontaneity to go with the beauty. I was blown away. It was such a simple gesture, yet one that will last with me forever. That note started a life together that has seen us go through marriage, building a house, changing careers, raising children, and being eternally grateful that she wrote that note to me, on that night, in that moment, forever.

Today is my eight year anniversary to a woman who has shown me the gift of life, the blessing of love, and the joy of family. 2,920 days. Each one I am thankful for and each one more wonderful than the next.

Happy Anniversary Jill. I love you.