It used to be “my way or the highway”. It used to be “suck it up”. It used to be “its okay if you want to be wrong”.
My girls and now my grand-kids (Olivia & Logan) have wrecked me. I’ve become soft. They’ve made me mushy. I almost don’t know how to handle it. My eyes well up at commercials, Christmas movies, while re-watching “Field of Dreams”and a wedding on NCIS. I get a lump in my throat way more often than I’m willing to admit.
Something changes when you become a dad. It’s like in Gary Allan’s song Tough Little Boys. But when tough little boys grow up to be dads, They turn into big babies again. You feel a paternal instinct to protect them at any cost. I’ve also been told that I will also almost always side with the girls in any argument.
My leadership style used to be more autocratic for sure. I thought that was the way it had to be. My staff might still tell you that I’m a tough guy. I trust they also see me as fair. What really happened? My leadership has become much more collaborative. I now place a greater value on raising up others to be the leaders they can become. I want to hear what staff have to say and allow them to try things and make mistakes, even fail with dignity. That being said, I have certainly been about doing work along side my staff.
If I was a bear, I’ve gone from grizzly bear to teddy bear. But, I’m Moose.