Fatherhood for me
Becoming a father didn’t arrive with confidence—it arrived with weight.
Not the kind that crushes you, but the kind that anchors you to the ground and says, this matters now.
The moment I became a dad, life stopped being about who I was and started becoming about who I needed to be. My fears grew louder, but so did my purpose. I realized quickly that love isn’t just a feeling—it’s responsibility showing up every single day, even when you’re exhausted, unsure, or hurting.
Fatherhood forced me to confront parts of myself I’d been avoiding. Old wounds resurfaced, not to break me, but to be healed so I wouldn’t pass them on. I learned that being strong doesn’t mean being silent, and providing isn’t only about money—it’s about presence, patience, and protection.
There are days I don’t feel ready. Days I question if I’m enough. But then I see my children’s eyes light up when I walk into the room, and I understand: I don’t have to be perfect—I just have to be there.
Becoming a father didn’t erase my pain; it gave it purpose. It taught me that love can exist alongside fear, that growth can come from responsibility, and that healing can begin the moment you choose to be better for someone else. And every day I choose them.
I was blessed with 3 handsome boys named Liam, Jordan & Kamden. What I love most about being their dad is the way they unknowingly save me every single day.
They don’t know the weight I carry or the battles I fight in silence—but they lighten it just by being themselves. Their laughter pulls me back into the moment. Their questions remind me to slow down. Their excitement over the smallest things teaches me that joy doesn’t have to be earned—it just has to be noticed.
Each of them shows me a different side of love. One teaches me patience. One teaches me strength. One teaches me softness. Together, they remind me why showing up matters even on the days I feel empty.
I love being the safe place they run to. I love being the voice they trust, the arms that protect, the example they’re watching even when I forget I’m being watched. I love knowing that the effort I make today becomes the foundation they stand on tomorrow.
Being their dad isn’t just a role—it’s redemption. It’s healing in real time. It’s proof that no matter what I came from, I get to choose what I create.
And every time they call me “Dad,” I’m reminded that this is the most important title I’ll ever carry!
Becoming a father has been one of the most powerful, challenging, joyful, and emotionally profound experiences of my life. It pushes me beyond my comfort, grounds me in responsibility, and fills me with a type of love I never knew I was capable of carrying. On the days I feel uncertain or overwhelmed, I lean into my faith—trusting that God placed these lives in my care with purpose. I pray for wisdom over strength, patience over certainty, and a heart that always leads with love. I don’t have all the answers, but I trust that God is shaping me as I raise them. And with Him guiding my steps, I will continue to show up, love fully, and grow into the father they deserve. 💯🤞💙💚🧡🤞