Life is changing for me. Maybe it's being defined for me. Either way things are more different than they've ever been.
These last 12 years or so things have been relatively the same. Babies, toddlers, sippy cups, homemade cards proclaiming I'm the greatest dad of all time.
Those days are gone
My oldest daughter is 13 now going on 22. This past year she came out to her mother and I. I won't lie it took me back and I've struggled with it. It seems with each day she hates me just a little bit more than the day before. Maybe it's just teenage girl stuff, but there's no denying things are different.
The Gray Stuff
Growing up I believed life was black or white, there was no gray area. I remember thinking that the gray area in life just created to many problems. Now I understand that the gray area is life.