May 22 in General discussion
My Journey: The Beginning
There’s always a beginning. Most people will never fully see the process of how a multi-million-dollar business came to be, or how the massive trees grew around the state you live in, it was all just kinda…there one day. Right? My point is to bring you in to why you’re reading this. Dads Days isn’t something that’s going to pop up and act like it has had this magic place for itself in the world like the massive trees have. There’s a beginning, and I’m going to tell you all about it. I’ve never been one to really dive into how I became the man I am today, so I’m taking the opportunity I have now with this blog to take you on that ride, and I hope you can take something away from it.
It all started back in 1994… just kidding. Well, it did, but I wouldn’t know a single day from back then besides my parents telling me how adorable I was. And thankfully, my loving wife still reassures that to this day.
If we’re talking about my childhood in general, then well… it was awesome! I loved being a kid, and more importantly I loved being my parents’ kid. I have these fond memories of chewing sunflower seeds with my dad and building these derby cars every year for Boy Scouts and listening to our favorite band Third Eye Blind. I grew up playing baseball and we’d go on trips in a two-bunk camper and have the best time, but our love for the same genre of music is what brought my dad and I so close. And my mom was beyond incredible too. She understood me and supported me in everything I wanted or didn’t want to do. That’s all any video game loving kid could ask for. When I was 6, our household of three grew by one and I got my forever best friend, Trevor. I turned him into a gamer faster than he could walk.
I was always a “quieter” kid, as in I’d just keep to my close circle of friends, but I’d never dare go outside of that circle and spark up a conversation with someone I wasn’t good friends with. And when it came to girls in the Elementary years… OOWEE man I was bolting the complete opposite direction. I remember swimming in the neighborhood community pool with my parents one day, my dad was probably launching me at what seemed like 75ft up in the air for a cannonball, and one of my classmates Allison swam up to me to say hi. For all I knew, she was definitely NOT there, and I went right under the water and swam like Michael Phelps as far away as I could to alleviate the embarrassment of my parents asking the dreaded, “is that your girlfriend” question. Sorry, Allison!
I was never bullied for being a little on the quieter side. But there was one instance in particular that happened to me that no kid should ever have to go through. It wasn't until middle school until the area I grew up in started... shifting, to say the least. In 6th grade, I have this memory that has always stuck with me of a kid dragging me across the gym floor with my lanyard that was wrapped around my neck. I couldn't tell you how exactly I got in that position, but I remember it sparking that fire for my parents indicating it was probably time to move somewhere else.
We moved the summer before the immediate next school year started, and my brother and I thought our new house was the greatest thing we have ever seen. Really nice two-story home, with our rooms…wait for it… UPSTAIRS. Man, we were LIVIN. Good-bye mom and dad, Trevor and I are independent now. We loved that house, and after looking back, that house is what made me, me. Not the house itself (obviously), but that specific period of my life. So many ups, and so many downs. But most importantly no matter how great, or how difficult they all were, I learned a lot. All of this was just the beginning.
I'll share the continuation of my story with you next week, but now I want to hear from you. What was your "beginning" like? Let me know!
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My Journey: The Beginning
