Something I’ve always wanted since I was young was to get married and eventually start a family.
Due to the size of my big forehead, I had many dating mishaps and rejections over the years leading me to potentially recognizing this dream would never be reached.
Fortunately, fate eventually intervened allowing me to find love in the most unique of places, which I touched upon yesterday. In doing so, I have been able to acquire my first child (Kai). Gotta catch them all, right?
Was it everything I wanted? Not necessarily. The sacrifices made thus far in taking care of Kai are pretty lofty, but it’s alright because I didn’t have much of a life to begin with before him.
I do worry though that due to him inheriting some of my traits (mostly my big forehead) that he will too struggle in the dating department come his teenage years. Hopefully I can infuse some of my charismatic and jovial personality into him so that can offset any unfortunate physical features.
As a parent, you eventually begin to wonder how to prevent your child from inheriting your worst traits. As a teacher, I’ve noticed that when students display particularly challenging character traits, those traits are often mirrored or amplified by their parents in some form. I’m hopeful that Kai will pick up my better qualities and avoid some of my less desirable ones, especially my high anxiety and my Scorpio-level vindictiveness.
At the end of the day, the forehead is probably unavoidable. Maybe one day it will at least be important enough to be carved into Mount Rushmore.
