I was a rule breaker, I often didn’t listen to my parent’s advise, I did all the things that the policeman that visited my school said not to do and I had the time of my life.
Sure I regret some of the things I did but some of the best nights of my life were when I broke the rules and broke the law. I am not talking stealing or anything serious, you know the ones that now we are parents we cant talk about. Lets just say it like Bill clinton, not the sexual relations quote but the one about not inhaling. Except I did and I loved it. Who didn’t? There were days when I wished I hadn’t done what I had done the night before and there were days when I wished I had studied more or got up and gone to work rather than pulling that third sicky of the year.
I’m a firm believer of what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger and what has gone before makes you the person you are today. So that leads me onto my life now as a parent. I want my daughter to follow the example I set her now, follow the rules, not to break the law and to do what is right. Or do I, should she not experience the fun and sometimes dark things in life?
One part of me wants to lead by example and for her to do the right thing, the other half of me thinks that I should be open, honest and real and to expect that it’s natural in the world we live in that our children will encounter drugs. Do we bury our heads in the sand and hope it doesn’t happen or do we talk about it, explain the risks talk about the low points from a position of authority. I’m not saying that we will ever support those choices, as a parent I won’t want to know what goes on but are we fools to think that it might not happen.
Let me be clear I am not trying to glamourise this is anyway, some of the worst times that we had were because of the choices that I made but we are where we are today and I wouldn’t change what we have now for the world.
I know I have a decade and some more to really have to make the choice but it keeps me up at night. I want to be the best dad I can be and I want to make the best choices by my children.
But can we always make the right choices and can we hold ourselves responsible when we f up sometimes?