It was a violently cold night. I parked about a block away in Adams Morgan and briskly walked to Bourbon, a restaurant/ bar that specializes in (you guessed it), bourbons. I was enjoying a birthday celebration with some incredible men that I've known for years. All of us were fathers, some of young kids and some who are clearly in their twenties. Since I arrived there last, I had to sit next to the door. People walked in and out, neglectfully leaving the door open. Ummm, did they not realize that it was -216 degrees?!? I digress. We talked about different things, such as football, whiskeys, and of coarse, our kids. It was inevitable. As I mentioned, some of these fathers were already empty-nesters. As the conversation continued, one of the men said something that completely stuck with me. Photo by Life Yomi "You have to parent for departure.", he said. Profound. I don't remember anything else from the night. It was if Charlie Brown was listening to
Expressing what happens to dads everyday...