Once upon a time…
I worked full time as a lead counselor at a prestigious mental health and recovery agency in New York City. It was work I had studied to do, and was actually very good at. The plan was to slowly move up the ranks to supervisor, with an eye on director. I was ambitious and driven on making this plan come true, unknowingly that plan came with a price.
I started to work late hours, neglect my health and engage in relationships that didn't serve me. I was also engaged in non stop battles with my boss and manager. The office politics and red tape were overwhelming. I loved my clients, and my sessions were truly life changing but I soon started to feel burnt out, depressed and exhausted.
Along comes baby…
During this time, I became a father and my world was never the same. Instead of having someone else raise our child, I made a hard decision and left work to help raise my son.
What followed was a life altering adventure of sing along classes, read along groups, building pillow forts in my living room and daily diaper changes.
Times at home were challenging, but I really honed in on developing the skills I needed to be a good father, teacher and care giver. It was hard work and meaningful, and it gave me a better insight into children, and early child development.
Eventually the day to day routine started taking its toll and slowly something starting tugging at my heart, I felt a pull toward feeding my creative side and a yearning to provide more, to help more.
I wanted to somehow bring value, to not only my family, but others as well, in a meaningful, practical and creative way!
“Ask the universe what you want, and it will provide.”