Daddy Bear


It’s so funny to think back to exactly where we were 8 years ago. Before Arion, JR was absolutely clueless almost to the point of a complete melt-down… not knowing what to expect from an unexpected baby. We were SO young and lacked any real sense of direction. It’s seriously f cking crazy to think about now.

Jr has always been a quick one, reading into quantum physics and astronomy in his spare time (no seriously). He was in his third year of under-grad when he made the decision to drop out in order to pursue DJing full-time. He was managing a record store, I was working odd jobs, we were dead broke and something had to give.

That was the beginning of a transformation in him that continues to this day. Jr was absolutely relentless once the decision was made. He took every single job he was offered, practiced every day, packed turn-tables and upwards of 7 record bags, up and down our second story apartment stairs every night. I even remember one of his jobs had a loft-style DJ booth where he carried equipment up a vertical ladder every week. Eventually he would also wake every morning in order to drive me to my classes and Arion to pre-school. He excelled at everything that was thrown at him and believe me there’s a whole lot of shit to deal with when you enter the nightlife industry and Fatherhood at 19 years old. There’s nothing he wouldn’t do, because Arion deserved the best.

To this day JR maintains that tenacity for life and success, which he claims he could care less about had Arion never came into our lives. I’m just glad he did, because JR is the best Father I’ve ever met. His intuition and connection to Arion were and still remain steadfast, as does his drive to constantly be and inspire the best in our son. You can see it in Arion’s big green eyes, the kindness and love that JR hides behind his stoic face and crude sense of humor. You can hear it in Arion’s laughter when they wrestle every day. You can see the peace on his face when he sleeps at night. You can see his Father in every little thing that he does… the poor child.

This year’s Father’s Day is a far cry from the first. The first few years were a whirlwind of basically trying to figure out what the hell we were doing. It was tough but it was simple and loving and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I couldn’t have asked for a better Man, a better friend to help me along the way in this crazy concept called parenting. I obviously couldn’t be the Mother that I am today, without the Father of my beautiful son… the most precious gift I could ever receive. For that I am endlessly thankful. Happy Father’s Day

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