It is nearly here: Dad 2.0 Summit, building a community

“Without a sense of caring, there can be no sense of community.”- Anthony J. D’Angelo

Before I knew it, the calendar changed, and the time to pack had come.  List of stuff and things flew through my mind at a breakneck pace, and began to create a whirlwind around me.  But in a moment, it all stopped, and came resting down on the ground.  There was something missing, something that I had allowed my excitement for this journey to block my view. In that moment, it became clear what that was. Fighting the desire to fall in tears for the enormity of what I had missed, I moved forward.  I moved past all the stuff, the things, the lists and scooped my children up in my arms.  We laughed, we played, we hugged, and we kissed. And life became our chaotic sense of normal again.

Tomorrow I will be leaving to begin the first leg of my journey to the Dad 2.0 Summit.  This will be my second time having the honor of attending. It is no small shock to me that I have the same level of excitement as I did last year.  There is very much the feeling of Christmas, of family, of community. Last year I went only know a few of the dads in attendance. Furthermore, I only knew them by our on-line interactions. Coming away from the summit last year, I left with friends.

I met some of my hero’s, and proved the adage horribly wrong.  I met knew people, and received a great deal of guidance on my next steps.  There are a few that I have hung out with over the last year.  We have been able to expand on our experiences, and broaden our sense of community. There are many that I have spoken with frequently.  There have been ventures that we have entered together, and learned a lot along the way.  Ultimately, it made me a better father.  This community made me cognizant of what I am doing, and what I plan to do.

But in the hustle and bustle of getting ready to go to a social media conference, I was sacrificing time.  Time with my children, and my wife. Time that this community of dad’s has shown over and over again is of the up-most importance. It has also made me painfully aware that my children are another year older (plus we have one more, so there is that). That in a blink of an eye a year has passed.  That time is truly ever moving.

All of this being said, I am eager to meet with some of the friends that I have made since last year.  I am looking forward to the adventure that Kia has afforded us the opportunity of as we drive from Las Vegas to San Diego.

By the way, selfless plug here, you should be following the hashtags #KiaDad and #NiroDads to make sure you can see the hilariousness as well as have a chance to win some awesome prizes.

I am not looking forward to what tomorrow will bring.  To watching my family drive away as I enter the airport.  To missing even more time with my amazing kids.  At least, and this is no small thing, there is the community of dad’s awaiting to gather.

Live big, love bigger, and be kind, always

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