I Worry: A strategy for being a dad
I’ve been thinking about my life as a dad. But, in truth, not just thinking… worrying. And, more specifically, worrying I wasn’t a good one. I think I should have focused on earning more money so I could be a better provider. Perhaps I should have pursued a career in law or medicine, not my career in education. (Which was rewarding.) When our kids were young, we were middle class. As we were then, we are now: middle class and, therefore, privileged (by most standards). Not as privileged as many but more than most. We had two cars, a house, a home, heat in the winter, window air conditioners in the summer, and always more than enough healthy food. (We fought with our kids constantly on the issue of sugary cereals and ended up with—"They are like cookies, so you can eat them for dessert." They rarely did and don't now.) We rescued a dog from the pound, skied once a year, and live...