“I don’t remem­ber decid­ing that I didn’t want kids. I just always knew. I expect­ed to have a soli­tary and philo­soph­i­cal life. It had noth­ing to do with the noise or the respon­si­bil­i­ty or the dia­pers, I just didn’t feel qual­i­fied. I couldn’t fig­ure out my own life. How was I sup­posed to be respon­si­ble for some­one else’s hap­pi­ness and sense of self-worth? I pic­tured father­hood as a qui­et liv­ing room where every­one was unhap­py and nobody knew why. But I was wrong. They made me so much hap­pi­er, and it was so much eas­i­er than I thought. I didn’t real­ize how much of being a father is just about doing things togeth­er and being where they are.”

A sen­ti­ment that res­onates with me. Love HoNY!

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